After a long time, Huo Xiaoran scolded with a red face, "Who exactly did you learn these words from?"
Qiao An smiled playfully at him. It was actually charming, making Huo Xiaoran's heart flutter.
"There are a lot of pithy phrases like that in online literature. I'm just applying what I've learned," Qiao An said casually.
Actually, there were already ripples in her heart. She was deliberately teasing Huo Xiaoran. Unfortunately, this guy was dense and did not seem to understand her thoughts.
Huo Xiaoran didn't know how to answer and just sat there with a embarrassed expression.
At this moment, he was wondering if Qiao An's personality had been possessed. In the past, she had always treated him coldly, unsmiling, and covered in thorns. But now, her voice was much softer, like a boneless mollusk. She was so soft that he only wanted to rub her into his arms and protect her.
