An Xiaxia shuddered at his bellow and wiped her tears, looking very pitiful.
"I, I really need to go now…"
"That's not something she can control. Brother An, life is too beautiful for you to be this agitated." Sheng Yize fought back his laughter and picked An Xiaxia up in both arms.
An Yibei couldn't stop roaring, "Put my sister down! Hey, where are you taking her?!"
"To the toilet."
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"Push, then… after you finish, clean yourself with this." As if he was holding the holy grail, Sheng Yize solemnly put some toilet paper in An Xiaxia's hands.
An Xiaxia nodded repeatedly. "Yes, I'll do my best!"
"Go ahead."
An Xiaxia went proudly into the toilet. Behind her, An Yibei smacked his own forehead.
What had he just witnessed? Oh god, please make him forget!
Sheng Yize managed to keep his composure and even struck up a conversation with An Yibei. "Is she going back to the Song family?"
