Next Door
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Qiao Xiyan blocked Song Fengwan against the wall…
She leaned back against the wall with her phone still in her hand. At this moment, her mind was in a daze. She really didn't expect it to be so awkward to bump into people making out.
She looked up at her cousin opposite her. Her expression was:
Weak, pitiful, and helpless.
She wanted to bang her head against the wall in embarrassment.
"How long have you been watching?" Qiao Xiyan stared at her.
"Probably…" Song Fengwan bit her lip. "I saw most of it, like when you were acting like a hooligan."
After all, he was her cousin, and they had a good relationship. Song Fengwan was also a little bolder and tried her best not to appear so timid.
"That's pretty much seeing everything." Qiao Xiyan raised his eyebrows.
"What? You want to silence me?" She clearly saw her cousin rubbing his fingers, which was a sign of his irritability and itchy hands.
"Wanwan, you're my sister…"