"You know, An Le... you've always been like this since we were kids..."
"Sorry... sorry, Xiao Huan..."
Yan Huan watched her pursing her lips and lowering her head, as if she thought he was blaming her, and he couldn't help but let out a wry smile.
Even now, he just misunderstood her for intentionally using the modifier on him.
Indeed, he almost went crazy trying to solve the modifier issue.
An Le is just being An Le, like she always was.
Thinking of this, Yan Huan couldn't help but smile and lifted his hand, intending to knock on her head.
But as An Le lifted her eyes and saw Yan Huan's approaching palm, Little Thumb also loudly reminded,
"Opportunity, An Le! It's now!"
"Ah... oh, right... right!"
An Le quickly caught on.
She awkwardly pretended to be shy and reached out her hand to prevent him from knocking her head.
In fact, her intention was to come into contact with Yan Huan's palm!
