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Chapter 117 Tian Xiwei's Little Tricks

"Xiao Qing, you absolutely have to do me a favor today!"

Tian Xiwei suddenly placed both hands on Ran Xiaoqing's shoulders, looking very serious, which made Ran Xiaoqing dazed and reply, "What...what busy?"

"You're like this..."

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"Huh? Why?"

"Hey, don't worry about me, just help me out!" Tian Xiwei grabbed Ran Xiaoqing's arm with both hands and swayed back and forth like a pretzel, starting to act coquettishly.

"But... I can't lie."

"Don't lie! Just wait for the right opportunity, and then..."

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What are you two talking about?

Su Liu's voice suddenly came from behind. He and Chen Duling walked closer side by side, carrying a small bag in their hands.

"It's nothing." Tian Xiwei casually brushed a stray hair behind her ear, her eyes quickly drifting towards the horizon, while Ran Xiaoqing chuckled awkwardly beside her.

"That brat is definitely up to something." Su Liu snorted and took out a few bottles of chilled drinks from the plastic bag, stuffing them into their arms one by one.

"You're the little brat." Tian Xiwei took the drink but didn't drink it. Instead, she stared intently at Ran Xiaoqing. "Xiaoqing, hurry up, drink more."

"Huh?" Su Liu and Chen Duling exchanged a glance, confused. "Is Ran Xiaoqing... very thirsty?"

"Yes," Tian Xiwei replied immediately, "How could we not be thirsty after walking for so long?" As she spoke, she nudged Ran Xiaoqing lightly with her elbow.

When Su Liu came out of Jing'an Temple, he felt that his back was completely soaked.

Just now inside, all I could see were throngs of heads, with the tips of my shoes almost touching the heels of the people in front of me.

So as soon as they got outside, he couldn't wait to drag Chen Duling to buy drinks.

"Let's go, didn't you still want to go to the City God Temple?" she said with a hint of exasperation. "Why are you high school students interested in these kinds of places?"

"These are the only places I found in the travel guides online," Tian Xiwei said matter-of-factly. "What do you mean by 'must-visit places in Shanghai'?"

"It's all a scam to fool you tourists."

The group strolled eastward along Nanjing West Road, lined with old-style Western-style houses, where tourists were taking photos. When they reached People's Square, Ran Xiaoqing suddenly exclaimed, "Oh dear!"

"What's wrong?"

The three of them stopped in their tracks and turned to look at her.

Tian Xiwei reacted the most. She stepped forward and grabbed Ran Xiaoqing's arm, her big, round eyes filled with concern, asking repeatedly, "What's wrong? What's wrong, Xiaoqing? Are you feeling unwell?"

Chen Duling also moved closer with concern, gently placing her hand on Ran Xiaoqing's shoulder.

"I need to go to the restroom, Sister Dudu, can you come with me?" Zai Xiaoqing's tone was dry and wooden.

"Me? Sure." Chen Duling smiled gently and then took Zai Xiaoqing's arm.

In such a situation, it's perfectly reasonable for a little girl to be afraid to go to a public restroom alone in People's Square, a place she's unfamiliar with.

Tian Xiwei thought to herself: Well done, Xiao Qing!

"Then I'll go with Xiaoqing," Chen Duling said, and the two slowly disappeared into the surging crowd.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Su Liu suddenly leaned close to Tian Xiwei's ear, startling her.

"What the hell?"

"I always feel like you're hiding some kind of conspiracy."

"You're being petty..." Tian Xiwei turned her head away guiltily, but suddenly her eyes lit up. "Wow, Su Liu, look how pretty it is over there!"

Not far away, large swathes of roses are bursting forth on a section of wall, their deep red and light pink buds layered upon each other, blooming almost recklessly.

Taking advantage of her excitement, Tian Xiwei reached out with her left hand and grabbed Su Liu's hand. She acted very naturally, without even stopping, and pulled him towards the flower wall.

Although her heart was racing, she maintained an outward appearance of being completely captivated by the scenery and oblivious to her surroundings.

"Come on, let's take a picture together."

Tian Xiwei dragged Su Liu along for a few quick steps until they reached the flower wall. Her tone was light and cheerful, like a bird released from its cage, and her left hand gripped Su Liu's hand too tightly because of nervousness.

"Let me make this clear first, my photography skills are terrible." Su Liu slowly took out a CCD camera.

"Hey, stop talking nonsense and hurry up and take the picture."

Tian Xiwei released her grip, twisted her body, and gracefully turned around in front of the flower wall. Today, she was wearing a light yellow and white plaid dress, and with this turn, the hem of the dress swayed like a flower bud.

She stopped, lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands and pulled it slightly to both sides, tilted her head and gave the camera a bright smile.

Su Liu then put his photography skills to use. Holding a small silver camera, he would squat down, tilt to the side, and constantly change to tricky positions, while instructing Tian Xiwei to adjust the angle from time to time.

"Let me see." Tian Xiwei ran over, took the camera, and looked through the photos one by one. "Hmm...not bad."

Looking at these photos, it's impossible to say anything against my conscience.

"I also think there has been progress," Su Liu said seriously, with a rather satisfied look on his face.

"I'll do it this time."

Tian Xiwei grabbed Su Liu's hand and pulled him to the flower wall. She held his arm tightly with her left hand, nestled her head affectionately against Su Liu's shoulder, and raised the camera high with her right hand. She skillfully adjusted it to a downward angle and snapped a photo, capturing the moment in the lens.

Su Liu's shoulder slumped as she was pulled, and he looked at her awkwardly, but his gaze suddenly fell on Tian Xiwei's smooth forehead.

There was a very faint trace there.

"Hey," he reached out and gently touched the mark, "how did you get this?"

Tian Xiwei was happily flipping through the group photos when she heard this. Her fingers paused, and she casually reached out to touch it, saying in a nonchalant tone, "This is where someone used to hit me with spiked shoes."

"Spiked shoes?" Su Liu's expression froze, his brows furrowing deeply. "You mean those running spiked shoes?"

"Who else could it be?" She glanced at the photo, then quickly looked up, holding up two fingers. "Xiao Qing has it on her face too. That time, the two of us fought six people!"

Su Liu remained silent, stunned.

Tian Xiwei patted him on the shoulder. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Oh," Su Liu said, "you're really good."

"Of course, later Xiaoqing dragged me to the police station to report the crime."

"Didn't this cause a stir at your school?"

Tian Xiwei thought for a moment, then shook her head. "No, I'll still go to school as usual."

Su Liu gently stroked her forehead, and Tian Xiwei's previously carefree, swaying shoulders suddenly stiffened. Her heart pounded in her chest, its rhythm changing, and a blush spread down her neck to the tips of her ears.

"Sure enough," Su Liu's fingers slid down a little, pinching the soft flesh of her cheek, "Your face is really round."

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"Get out of here!"

Like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on, Tian Xiwei jumped back suddenly, covering her burning cheeks with both hands.

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