"Explain what?" Yu Jianing was a little confused, but her expression remained unchanged, and she didn't even move her body.
You can't move around unless the painter says it's finished!
"Okay, you don't need to do this anymore, I'm almost done drawing."
Wanhe felt a little embarrassed, handed over the sketchbook, and then explained it to him.
"Ah~ I understand, then I'll go and comfort her." Jia Ning put on her shoes, and although she was a little confused, she still went.
Misunderstandings are inevitable in interpersonal relationships. What we need to do is to clear up the misunderstandings. This is my elder sister's famous saying.
Of course, the third sister added: As for misunderstandings that cannot be resolved, we should deal with the people who misunderstand us, so as not to cause ourselves unnecessary trouble.
System: "I'm already tired of complaining about how cruel your third sister is!"
The two arrived at Xi Tong's room, where faint sobbing could still be heard.
"Xitong, open the door! You misunderstood Jia Ning just now!" Wanhe knocked on the door and said.
There was no misunderstanding. I just accidentally walked in, and she was just staring at me like that...
Song Xitong buried herself in the covers, ignoring them.
Yu Jianing seemed annoyed by the crying, so she reached out and took off the hair clip from Wan He's head, then pried open the lock.
"I..." An Wanhe was shocked. Goodness, what kind of skill is that?! Did you go to the police station to file a report?!
Xi Tong peeked out when she heard the sound, but before she could react, Jia Ning grabbed her hands and pressed her down on the bed.
"I wasn't looking at you! I was posing for a painting!"
"ah……"
Not only was Song Xitong stunned, but An Wanhe at the door was also stunned.
Is your way of explaining things always so "unique"?
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