Turning back, she looked at him without hope.
Ye Qinghao continued, "It's just a little embarrassing, like...like a little puppy that got beaten up, curled up in the corner, particularly obedient and well-behaved."
An Lan: ???
A puppy that got beaten up, what the heck is that?!
As expected!
Can't hold out hope for Ye Qinghao!
She twitched her mouth, "So, I'm unlucky and you're this happy?"
Ye Qinghao shook his head earnestly, "I'm not happy, I'm really heartbroken seeing you like this."
An Lan: "Then why are you laughing?"
Ye Qinghao tried hard to suppress the corners of his lips that were curling up, "I'm not laughing!"
An Lan: ...
An Lan opened the car mirror for him, "See for yourself!"
Only then did Ye Qinghao see himself in the mirror, full of spring cheer, with the corners of his lips constantly curling up. He tried hard to suppress them, but to no avail, so he coughed, "My lips want to curl up by themselves, I can't help it!"
An Lan: ...
