Ning Xixi came to her senses, staring at Xu Liuli with confusion, "Did we collide? Why do I feel like it was just a slight touch, just like this..."
She reached out and lightly brushed against Cheng Youran's arm.
Xu Liuli's eyes suddenly reddened, saying with a laugh, "No, no, it's all a misunderstanding, I fell down by myself..."
Her eyelids hung low, and her fan-like eyelashes trembled—a sight that could make any man's heart ache.
"Ning Xixi!" Wen Sinian was somewhat angry, "Is it so hard for you to apologize? I'm not blaming you, I'm just asking you to apologize to Liuli!"
He couldn't bear to see Liuli being so accommodating.
Xu Liuli tugged at his sleeve, beaming a smile, "It's a small matter, I don't mind. How about I grill some meat and make a salad? You've tasted my cooking before. Everyone sit down, I'll go prepare."
Wen Sinian held her back, his face dark, "Liuli, you don't have to serve anyone."
