Mu Ange looked at her, who was like a lazy cat, and smiled helplessly.
Then, with a smug look on his face, he turned and lay down next to Anning, without saying a word, and quietly drifted off to sleep.
During this time, Doumiao's heart was filled with extreme anxiety.
"What's going on? What exactly is going on? Xiao Ning's attitude towards me is so abnormal. According to the established procedure, he should be completely infatuated with me by now. Why is he trying to drive me away?"
Doumiao walked from the bed to the window and saw Chen Xun returning from his morning practice.
"If Xiao Ning can't break through, then I'll try another one."
As she spoke, she picked up the broom in the room, pushed open the door, and swept as she moved toward Chen Xun.
Chen Xun caught a glimpse of her approaching out of the corner of his eye, and his brow twitched: This is too fake, isn't it? Just a forced sweep? A forced act?
"Good morning, Brother Chenxun?"
Doumiao looked up at him with a grin.
Chen Xun responded, "Good morning, what brings you here?"
As he spoke, his gaze slid to the broom in Doumiao's hand. He hadn't said anything about her sweeping the yard.
"I'm just sitting around doing nothing anyway, I can't just sit around and wait to eat, can I?"
Chen Xun said, "I usually sweep the yard. You're just a little kid, and you're so thin. You should rest a bit before you start working."
As Doumiao swept, she moved closer to Chen Xun and said, "It's alright. I'm used to doing these little things. If you ever have anything you can't handle, you can always ask me for help."
Chen Xun nodded: "Oh, okay."
In Anning's room, the people who were originally lying on the bed suddenly got up and pressed themselves against the window to watch how Chen Xun was being pestered by Doumiao.
"Hahaha, did you see that? Chen Xun's face is all red."
Seeing the lively gossip, Anning was instantly wide awake and started talking excitedly.
Mu Ange shook her head: "No, no, no, why do I feel like his face has turned green?"
Anning peeked over and said, "It seems so. I saw that his whole body was stiff. Why is this bean sprout still trying to get closer to him?"
Mu Ange spat out, "Dissolute!"
"Hey, how could a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl do something like this?"
Mu Ange chuckled lightly: "Twelve or thirteen years old? You really think she's twelve or thirteen?"
An Ning was immediately stunned: "Huh? What do you mean?"
"Although she looks like she's twelve or thirteen, her actual age is probably older than yours. I've heard of a condition where people stop developing when they've grown to look like teenagers. If her face and expressions were any more childlike, she really would be mistaken for a child."
An Ning immediately understood: "Dwarfism?"
Mu Ange raised an eyebrow: "What? What kind of illness?"
An Ning waved her hand: "It's nothing, it's nothing."
"Alright, stop watching, let's go back and rest."
"good."
Seeing Chen Xun avoiding her like the plague, Doumiao began to doubt herself once again. In her room, she stared intently at the mirror: "Am I not beautiful enough? Have I lost my charm?"
Miao from the Three Princes' Mansion made no progress, but the cook from Sihai Yixiu quickly infiltrated their ranks.
He's been cooking dinner almost every night for the past few days, and those girls seem to have a crush on him, asking him for help with almost everything. In short, his presence is very noticeable.
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