"Ah?" Ye Ranran was startled, somehow unable to keep up with Xiao Sichen's train of thought.
"I'm saying... do you believe what Tang Siqi said?" Xiao Sichen leaned in a bit closer.
His hands parted her legs, and his lean waist fit snugly between her knees.
The distance was now very dangerous.
"Well... I believe some of it and doubt some of it."
Having said that, Ye Ranran shifted her waist to indicate that sitting like this was uncomfortable.
Xiao Sichen's hand supported her waist, his upper body leaning forward, his forehead just against hers as he said deliberately, "Regarding those words about me liking her, you're not to believe a single word, understand?"
"Understood. It's just... this is very uncomfortable, Xiao Sichen, can you let me down first, please?" Ye Ranran pleaded with a dismal face.
This posture really made it hard for her to focus on talking.
But Xiao Sichen was being mean on purpose, as he deliberately said, "Then repeat what I said."