Xu Qianqian glanced at Jiang Nian and scoffed.
"Have you paid?"
"No, I ordered a bunch of stuff and put it on your tab." Jiang Nian dropped that big bag of snacks and chose to sit next to Song Xiyun.
He and Xu Qianqian didn't get along well, so they had to sit one table apart. Song Xiyun was immediately squeezed inside.
"I'll smash your head!" Xu Qianqian said in a cute but fierce tone.
Jiang Nian leaned back against the sofa, smirking disdainfully, looking like "Come on, bring it."
After a while, he seemed to remember something and laughed as he asked.
"By the way, you didn't wet your pants just now, did you?"
Xu Qianqian pouted, "Not me."
"Hmm?"
Immediately, Song Xiyun felt the weight of two gazes.
She didn't know why, but both of them were looking at her with peculiar eyes.
"No, of course not!"
Subsequently, Jiang Nian and Xu Qianqian exchanged glances, communicating silently.
[You didn't tell her?]
[Eye roll.]
