Hey, that’s not fair!
Yanran stood with her hands on her hips, her lips as sweet as honey, chattering nonstop.
And now, our protagonist makes his entrance.
Mo Chen rubbed his chin. “You’re pretty, but you just can’t stop talking.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“What do you think it means?”
“Heh!”
Yanran took a step back. “I suggest you don’t try anything funny.”
Mo Chen slowly moved closer to Yanran.
Yanran slowly backed away.
“Mo Chen, if you dare try anything, I won’t go easy on you!”
“So my school beauty little sister gets scared too.”
“Besides, we do live together.”
Yanran’s face flushed slightly. “Who lives with you? Our houses are just next to each other.”
“All right, I’m done teasing you. Here’s your homework.”
Yanran put her hands on her hips again. “Let’s see how well you did!”
But her voice suddenly cut off!
“Hey, you actually did it!”
Yanran stared at his handwriting, at a loss for words!
“Damn it!” Yanran was a little angry.
“You little punk! Your handwriting is even prettier than mine!”
“So you didn’t do it before just to tease me!”
Yanran grew annoyed at the thought. “Forget it, I’m not dealing with you anymore. Auntie Song only asked me to keep an eye on you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t bother.”
“Don’t go!”
“I wrote you a poem!”
“What poem? Listen carefully.
A smile from you could topple a kingdom,
And leave me lovesick for a lovely maiden.”
“What kind of nonsense poem is that?”
“I’m not listening! I’m not listening! The turtle is chanting sutras!”
“If you keep misbehaving, I’ll tell Auntie Song.”
“Okay~_~ I’m sorry.
It's alright! The length is decent, and the ideas are presentable; it's not bad.