Lu Xiu was holding her wrist, his eyes dark, "Did you just say... toad?"
An Yeran nodded, "Yes."
The boy slowly loosened his hand and laughed lightly, "Aren't you afraid?"
An Yeran felt puzzled, "It's just a toad, what's there to be afraid of?"
After finishing her words, she ran out of the room. The sound of Jiang Anxue smashing things downstairs could be heard. Honestly, Jiang Anxue truly was Jiang Li's biological daughter, even their ways of releasing anger are identical.
The boy sat on the pink bed. This was An Yeran's bed.
As a child, this bed seemed huge when he slept in it, but now that he's grown up, it's become small.
Lu Xiu gently rubbed the blanket with his fingertips, it still carried the scent of the girl.
After a while, a sense of humor suddenly appeared on the refined face. He covered his face, laughed out loud.
In the past few lives, An Yeran was most afraid of creatures like snakes, rats, and toads.
He didn't know why he laughed.