Song Xiaodong looked at Miao Xuanxuan's expression and couldn't help but chuckle, laughing, "Definitely got it recorded, this is enough, let's take it down."
"Hey, what are you laughing at?" Miao Xuanxuan, seeing Song Xiaodong's mischievous grin, felt even more embarrassed. She walked right up to him, with a tight face, looking fierce and intense.
Song Xiaodong said, grinning, "I didn't laugh, how dare I laugh? You might feel better now, but not only did I have to hold back, you even bit me on the shoulder. Don't you think that's too unfair to me?"
"I didn't... I never..." Miao Xuanxuan's voice grew weaker as she spoke, but then she suddenly raised her head fiercely, glared at Song Xiaodong, and said menacingly, "Song Xiaodong, you better not bring up what just happened. If you do, I'll turn against you."
"Fine, I won't mention it," Song Xiaodong's smile indicated he clearly didn't mean what he said.
