"Pfft!" Song Jiaqi raised her hand and knocked her knuckles on Song Xiaoxi's head, "Song Xiaoxi, if I, Song Jiaqi, don't make you see who's the mom today, I'll write my name backwards!"
"Oww!"
Of course, Song Jiaqi didn't actually hit hard, so Song Xiaoxi didn't feel any pain. She tilted her little head slightly, muttering, "Qi Jia Song? What a strange name… Forget it, you better not change it; Song Jiaqi still sounds nice!"
"Pfft pfft pfft!" Song Jiaqi reacted suddenly, almost letting her jokes and distractions pass! "Stand up straight for me!"
Song Xiaoxi twisted her head, her big, round, dark eyes looking at her, "Still not straight enough? Song Dabao, do you want me to stick to the wall? I'm standing so straight, what's dissatisfying you? You're abusing power for revenge..."
