"I'm definitely not going over there!"
Zhao Ying'er slightly parted her lips, her pink lips opening and closing without making a sound, yet Xu Wendong, with his keen observation, managed to accurately read her words from her mouth movements.
Look at her stubborn demeanor, her eyes wide and round, cheeks slightly flushed from excitement, resembling a little bunny who had been wronged.
Since she wasn't coming over, Xu Wendong started walking towards her proactively.
"What are you doing, avoiding me?" Xu Wendong approached Zhao Ying'er, wearing an intriguing smile.
"You..." Zhao Ying'er began to speak but suddenly seemed choked, unable to get the words out.
A hint of grievance flashed in her eyes, her head slowly drooping, smooth strands of hair sliding down, covering most of her face.
