I bit my lip, and all kinds of emotions disappeared in my heart. I was in a mess of emotions. I pushed Sima Yang away with all my strength, shaking my head and stamping my feet: "Don't laugh! Sima Yang! Don't laugh! You don't do this at all."
Literary native, stop your stupid smile!"
Sima Yang smiled happily again, "Ahem! I'm sorry, I just choked on my saliva."
Choking on my saliva?! Is he insulting my intelligence? Ah, I'm so angry, so angry!
I stomped my feet hard and turned my head to one side, my cheeks bulging with anger: "Humph!"
Sima Yang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly put his face in front of my eyes and looked up at me, his dexterous eyelashes fluttering: "Are you angry?" [
Hypocrisy!
I squinted fifteen degrees from the corner of my eyes, shook my head hard again, and turned to the other side in a domineering manner: "Humph!"
"Are you really angry?" Sima Yang's face followed suit, a sly light flashed in his slightly curved clear eyes. He sighed with regret and murmured: "It's such a pity,
I wanted to tell Miss Ezuki what the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl said!"
The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl? Did he really hear it? I really want to know what the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl said when they met once a year!
I couldn't help but squint my eyes at Sima Yang with a voyeuristic look on his face.