Under the moonlight, a pair of snake head gold bracelets gleamed on Song Lianhe's wrist, at once dashing and feminine.
"They're really quite lovely."
Hearing the admiring voice behind her, Song Lianhe turned around.
Yin Huan strolled over nonchalantly, crossing her arms as she looked at her. "Mrs. E treats you well."
Song Lianhe, still remembering how Yin Huan had thrown a pebble at her, gave a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Well, if it isn't Sister Huan! Out for an after-dinner stroll?"
Yin Huan shot her a look, the corner of her mouth twitching. She then plopped down beside her. "Seriously? You're still holding a grudge?"
Hearing that, Song Lianhe immediately rolled up her sleeves. "Come on, I'm not asking for much. Just let me flick you! Just one little flick, and we'll call it even!"
"Why are you so petty? Can't take a little joke?"
"Don't you dodge! Just one flick! I promise I'll be gentle!"
