Qian Sisi felt ashamed for Yang Nana. How naive Du Jun is! If he knew that Yang Nana's current affection towards him was all because of his brother, he would be heartbroken.
"Senior, stop playing..." Qian Sisi leaned close to Yang Nana's ear: "Why don't we leave first..."
"Let's wait a bit longer..." Yang Nana refused to leave, "It has just started..."
"This might get out of hand, Senior!" Qian Sisi cautioned.
Yang Nana slipped beside Du Jun like an eel, sat between Du Jun and Du Duo, deliberately moved close to Du Jun, scaring him to sit motionless with his hands on his knees.
Yang Nana smiled, picking a strand of hair off his nose. It was impressive that she could see the hair in such a dark corner. She held the hair and smiled sweetly at Du Jun: "Mr. Du, there's a hair on your nose, I took it off for you!"
