"Yixuan!"
Lin Qingluo's heart sank, her eyes narrowed dangerously.
Lin Yixuan secretly leaned back: "Sister, it's not as exaggerated as he said."
"Not that exaggerated?"
Lin Qingluo suddenly raised her eyebrows, playfully smiling: "Alright, why don't you tell your sister what really happened?"
"I just... happened to save someone."
Lin Yixuan laughed awkwardly and dared not look into his sister's eyes: "It was just a coincidence."
"Coincidence? How coincidental?"
Lin Qingluo's hand moved as quickly as lightning, pinching his cheek.
"Ouch, ouch."
Lin Yixuan shook his head vigorously and broke free from his sister's fingers, then shot forward three meters away with an arrow step.
He still couldn't find steady footing and collided into his sister.
Lin Qingluo crossed her arms and looked at him with narrowed eyes.
"Sister, it really wasn't like Brother Yi said..."
Lin Yixuan desperately tried to defend himself, using every trick in the book to dodge left and right.