Song Jingwan grabbed An Ruoyao's hand and slapped her own face with it. Before An Ruoyao managed to react, she heard a crisp slap, and Song Jingwan's face turned red.
"You..."
An Ruoyao quickly pulled her hand back. "I didn't really blame you. Why did you do that?"
The two had always been on good terms; this was the first time either of them hit the other.
An Ruoyao looked at the face with the red mark and felt extremely guilty.
"It was my fault. As long as you're not upset at me, it's worth it even if you hit me a few more times." Song Jingwan smiled as she grabbed An Ruoyao's hand again. "Ruoyao, don't be angry at me, okay?"
At this point, An Ruoyao couldn't possibly continue being upset.
She nodded. "Fine, I won't blame you."
Her heart was just a little uncomfortable.
