"Sis, let me touch your belly." An'an rare smile, like a cute kitten. Qin Yue would probably be charmed seeing this.
"I just got pregnant, you can't feel it yet!"
"I still want to touch it." An'an placed her hand on Sheng Ning's flat stomach, pretending seriously to say, "Little nephew, I'm your auntie, I'll protect you in the future."
Everyone in the room couldn't help but laugh.
"My dad even said you were silly, but I don't think you're silly at all." Feng Xiaoli bluntly spoke her mind.
"If you're silly, she wouldn't be silly." Chen Huaying teased.
"I think you're the silliest one, your grades in cultural subjects are so bad, I'm embarrassed to say I know you." Although Feng Xiaoli wasn't capable, when it came to cultural subjects she was a pro, almost a female genius before An'an came.
"You're the silliest."
Sheng Ning watched the two argue over who was the silliest, and couldn't help saying, "You're both silly."
The two glared at her, with eyes full of menace.
