"I thought Mi Mi would understand that this is just a little playful banter when we talk! Turns out Mi Mi can't appreciate my good intentions at all!" Shen Haoxuan rarely ever speaks seriously in front of Mi Lu.
Even when Mi Lu disdains him, he remains the same.
"Playful banter? My foot! The relationship between the two of us is very simple—there's no such thing as 'banter.' From now on, you're not allowed to speak like this." Mi Lu awkwardly turned her head to the side, completely oblivious to the fact that the way she spoke to Shen Haoxuan was very different from how she spoke to others.
In front of Shen Haoxuan, her words naturally carried a shy, girlish charm, a demeanor reserved solely for lovers.
"Alright, alright, whatever Mi Mi says is fine," Shen Haoxuan suddenly moved to sit beside Mi Lu, so quietly it was almost imperceptible. The sofa chair they were on could easily accommodate two adults.
