"Scram." Ruochun shoved backward fiercely with her elbow and struggled, "I'm not a child anymore, you think you can bribe me with ice cream? Also, why do you all like to hook your arm around my neck? It's really uncomfortable."
"You all?" Qin Xiang immediately became serious, "Who else? Let me tell you, when you're out and about, you have to keep a good distance from others, don't let them get too close to you."
Ruochun raised a hand and pointed vaguely behind her, "I'm talking about the nauseatingly sweet pair right behind us, that female one."
Upon hearing this, Qin Xiang's expression not only failed to relax, but it became even more serious, his eyebrows furrowing as well, "Wen Qiao? That's even more dangerous, practically more dangerous than men. Keep your distance from her too, look at what she has done to my adorable little Ah Chun."
