"Stop fooling around."
Chu Liangxia wrapped one hand around her waist, gently patted her, but her voice contained not a hint of annoyance.
"Is it Feng Ziheng who's bullying you?"
Zizhuo Xi lay on top of her, asking in a muffled voice.
"No."
"Are the Feng Family's people treating you badly?"
"No."
"Then, you don't really like Feng Ziheng?"
"I do."
...
After glancing at the two of them, Ling Xize went to the kitchen, washed an apple, and came out only to find Zizhuo Xi was still bombarding Chu Liangxia with questions.
Just going on and on without stopping.
Unable to tolerate it any longer, Ling Xize walked over and picked Zizhuo Xi off Chu Liangxia.
This action allowed him to notice Chu Liangxia's hairstyle.
He lowered his gaze, looked at Chu Liangxia, who had sat up; her short hair was in disarray after the tussle, revealing her delicate ears and graceful neck, which somehow looked rather relaxed.
So, he stretched out his hand and tousled Chu Liangxia's hair even more.