The three of them entered and Yuqing found a seat first.
Jingsheng pulled out a chair for Qiyao and was about to sit next to her.
"Move over!" Yuqing pointed to the side and said unhappily.
Qiyao said, "Brother, it's a small table for four people. How much more can he move?"
Yuqing: "…"
His sister had grown up and couldn't be controlled anymore.
He just said one thing to Jingsheng, and Qiyao immediately retorted.
Yuqing's heart, as an old brother, instantly seemed to have been punctured with a hole and was leaking air.
Yuqing wiped his face and didn't want to speak for a moment.
Jingsheng didn't show a smile at this moment.
He was very happy in his heart. Qiyao stood up for him at the first moment, which made his heart jump with joy.
However, in order to avoid provoking Yuqing, he tried his best to control his expression.
Yuqing snorted coldly. Even though Jingsheng wasn't smiling, his eyes were smiling.
