"Hmph, you're the stupid one, you big idiot!" Su Jiu angrily flung Han Siye's hand away. Ignoring him, she strode ahead with the big basket in her hands.
Han Siye suddenly smiled. The corners of his lips curved upward into a charming smirk.
Since Han Siye was a head taller than Su Jiu and had longer legs, he walked faster than her. He easily caught up with her. Then, he reached out and grabbed her pigtails. "Hey, I was just teasing you!"
Su Jiu shielded her pigtails from his grasp and puffed up her cheeks. Feigning anger, she cutely scolded him, "You're so mean! Don't grab my hair. My father tied my hair for me, so if you mess it up, I'll cry!"
Upon hearing this, Han Siye immediately put down his hand. "Alright, I lose. I won't grab your hair anymore."
"Really?" Su Jiu was skeptical.
"Why would I lie to you?" Han Siye said as he reached out to take her basket. "Give it to me. I'll help you carry it."