In the evening, Ye Yang came with Song Xiaoxi to pick her up.
Song Xiaoxi stood by the bedside, mocking her, "Song Dabao, how embarrassing of you! How can you get sick at someone else's house?!"
Song Jiaqi was about to retort when Song Xiaoxi continued, "I'm just a child! How can it be the same! But you're an adult, yet you still got sick in someone else's house, making our Oppa get dark circles today! You owe us for Oppa's youth!"
"..."
I'll let you win this time!
This time she was indeed at fault, so she didn't argue back.
She already felt a heavy burden because of Ye Yang's care last night, so how could she say any complaints now?
With no one to argue with her, Song Xiaoxi was momentarily stunned, then raised her hand to touch her forehead, "Weird... could it still be a fever? Oppa, is our Dabao's brain still messed up from the fever? — Ah! Song Dabao, are you a dog?!!"
Song Jiaqi directly grabbed Song Xiaoxi's soft hand and bit it.
