Sheng Yize looked at her mildly and An Xiaxia summoned up her courage. "Thank you for teaching me to shoot the ball!"
"Hm." Pursing his lips, Sheng Yize tossed the ball back to An Xiaxia. "Keep practicing."
"…" He wasn't just a narcissist, but a tsundere, too!
Qi Yanxi watched their intimate interaction from afar and grew all the more disgruntled.
It was as if his favorite toy had just been taken away.
Standing there, a large area was left empty around him, for almost everyone was too afraid to come near.
However, a tiny voice rang out suddenly and asked softly, "Young Master, do you want some water?"
Qi Yanxi turned around grumpily — which senseless thing had dared disturb him now?
