"I'm sorry." Yan Yifan held the cup in his hand, raised it and smiled lightly at her.
Mi'er had scolded him in twelve languages in her heart, but she still pretended not to care and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter!". "Actually, that's your bad luck too." Yifan pushed the hair from his forehead and shook his head handsomely.
"Huh?" Mi'er's smile dimmed, but she still maintained her politeness, "Senior, what did you just say?"
"I said that was your bad luck." He said casually, still smiling.
"Yes! If I had known I would meet you, I wouldn't have worn such clothes."
Mi'er still smiled, but what she said was enough to make people angry, "After all, you are different from us humans. You don't know the quality of clothes!"
Yifan looked at her interestingly, "So you have claws?" Now it was fun.
You are the only one with claws! "How could it be? I'm a human and I don't want you. I don't have claws, only animals have them." She cursed, but she still smiled on her face.
"Oh! Of course you have no claws! You are simply a poisonous scorpion!" Yifan also smiled, still looking unconcerned.
"That's enough for you! You're so handsome, aren't you? What's more, you're not that handsome either. Why are you so arrogant!..."
(To avoid affecting children, 36,000 words were deleted at once) Mier lost her temper, leaving everyone present dumbfounded and unable to believe that Mier, who was always as sweet as honey, turned out to be a devil.