"..."
Murong Fei and Qin Tian, silent after Su Xuejiao's words, looked at each other, both feeling awkward.
"You little brat, what are you saying? Aren't you embarrassed?"
Murong Fei quickly scolded Su Xuejiao.
She was about to lay hands on her when Su Xuejiao quickly dodged, "Sis, you said no hitting!"
Seeing Murong Fei retract her hand, Su Xuejiao then sat back on the sofa and said, "What's there to be embarrassed about? Qin Tian is not an outsider. Besides, I'm just stating the facts. Isn't it true that when you were on top of Qin Tian, your chest got squished?"
"..."
At these words, Murong Fei's pretty face turned crimson.
Looking up, she saw Qin Tian covering his mouth, snickering, and her face turned from red to white, her neck flushing as well.
"You little brat, do you ever think before you speak?"
This time, Murong Fei was genuinely embarrassed and angry, and again she went to hit Su Xuejiao.