But in front of Qiao Yuxian, it was not worth mentioning at all.
She grabbed her wrist, twisted it back, making Sheng Anhe turn around with her back facing her.
She pulled over a towel and tied her hands behind her back.
Sheng Anhe struggled, "Let go of me! Let go of me!"
Qiao Yuxian turned her around again, making her face herself.
Sheng Anhe's eyes were rimmed in red, her whole body struggling, her skin flushed with tension: "Qiao Yuxian! Are you crazy?! Do you know what you're doing?!"
"I'm just learning from you." Qiao Yuxian's eyes carried a hint of a smile, but it was a chilling smile.
"I am your sister, half of my blood is the same as yours, you can't treat me like this." Sheng Anhe shouted.
"If you can do this to me, why can't I do the same to you?" Qiao Yuxian retorted.
Sheng Anhe was speechless.
Qiao Yuxian grabbed her face with her left hand, making her open her mouth, while her right hand picked up the bottle of water and poured it directly into her mouth.
