Xiao Jiu glanced at Mu Anan, who was happily chatting with the Seventh Master, with a little resentment.
She silently climbed onto the toffee chair, leaned against it, and stared at the ceiling, doubting her life.
A few minutes later, Xiao Jiu picked up her phone.
Xiao Jiu: Tingting, I was bullied. Jiu Jiu felt wronged.
Tingting: Who?
Xiao Jiu: My Sister An video-called my brother and even pulled me! She even pulled me! So what if she was going to video call? So what if someone was going to video call her?
Just as Xiao Jiu sent this message with resentment, a video call request came.
It was Tingting's.
Xiao Jiu was surprised and subconsciously accepted it.
Tingting's handsome face was shown.
The blue-gray hair really suited him.
Normally, people would look a little unorthodox and stupid if they dyed their hair like this, but Tingting didn't.
Instead, it was a sense an alien had intruded into another world.