For some reason, Song Rushuang had a bad feeling in her heart.

Almost disappointed, Song Rushuang had a headache.

So, like a little adult, he raised his little hand and pinched his eyebrows.

"Xiao Ai, what do you think of my host's temper?"

Although Xiao Ai didn't know why Song Rushuang suddenly asked such a question, he still diligently analyzed it for her:

"Actually, you don't have any major problems, except for being stingy. You have the courage of a tiger and the brain of a mouse. You don't think about the consequences of your actions, and your defenses are easily broken, and when they are broken, you like to lose your temper..."

"Ahem."

If Song Rushuang hadn't coughed twice to stop it, System Xiao Ai probably wouldn't have stopped so easily.

"Very good, let's end this chat. Otherwise, I will really break through your defense as you said and attack you in the next second. After all, my main goal is to never waste energy internally and only go crazy externally."

System Xiao Ai still had a lot of things to say.

But he could sense that something was not right with Song Rushuang's aura.

It's not a good sign to make her angry.

Twelve years later, they met again.

System Xiao Ai discovered early on that Song Rushuang's temper had become even weirder.

When a snipe and a clam fight, even if neither fisherman benefits, both will suffer losses.

Moreover, the current situation is that whether it comes to quarreling or arguing, System Xiao Ai believes that she is no match for Song Rushuang.

Song Rushuang's thoughts returned to reality and she found that Lin Qianyi was still looking at her.