"Don't tell me he finally realized how smart and cute and witty and pretty I am?" An Xiaxia started to foolishly laugh from her own narcissism. Su Xiaomo retreated several steps, took a spray bottle out of nowhere, and sprayed it directly at An Xiaxia. "Don't laugh or you'll infect me again with your germs!"
An Xiaxia's expression was full of grievances as Su Xiaomo left.
She took out a piece of tissue and blew her nose. Because of her anger, the sound she made was especially loud.
A gaze filled with disdain was directed at An Xiaxia. She noticed this and looked up, only to meet Sheng Yize's insanely handsome face.
She paused a little, and in a crestfallen manner, she threw her tissue into the garbage can before sitting upright in her seat like a lady.
Sheng Yize took out a pen and wrote in his book while An Xiaxia's thoughts wandered back to what Su Xiaomo had just said…
