"No…" Xia Xiaonuan glanced at Situ Yan's playful face, covering her mouth with her hand: "Just got burnt a bit."
"Eat slowly, you little dummy!" Nangong Feihong tapped her head with his spare chopsticks, said lovingly.
Situ Yan cleared his throat and started speaking: "Are you two a couple? You seem to get along very well?"
Nangong Feihong looked at him disdainfully: "Just because we get along well, does that mean we're a couple? You obviously don't understand relationships at all."
Situ Yan laughed: "I feel quite a connection with this brother here. Why don't you teach me how to understand a woman's heart?"
Nangong Feihong's mouth twitched.
He glanced at Xia Xiaonuan, then asked: "Are you perhaps fond of some girl but haven't managed to win her over?"
"Yes." Situ Yan looked at Nangong Feihong, then turned to Xia Xiaonuan, his expression full of sorrow: "I really like this girl, but she's so distant and always avoids me. Do you know what to do?"
