C197 A Childish Quarrel

While eating, the doorbell rang again. This time, Qiao Anan was not as enthusiastic as before. She did not move at all and only focused on eating.

"Anan, open the door. " Qiao Shiyu looked up at Qiao Anan.

"Not in the mood. " Qiao Anan refused in a muffled voice.

Qiao Shiyu tsked and her leg under the table lightly kicked her, "Quickly go and open it