Ruan Jiaojiao felt her reaction was quite odd, as if she was deliberately avoiding eye contact.
She bit her lip, then squatted down to try to level with Xin Miao. She noticed Xin Miao's eyelids trembling more fiercely, and the hand beside her tightly gripping the quilt, as if she were anxious and scared.
Ruan Jiaojiao squinted, lifted the corners of her eyes with her fingers, stuck her tongue out to one side, and tried to mimic a fierce ghost, then lunged toward Xin Miao: "Whoa…" The fierce ghost attacks, aren't you scared?
"Very silly, like a fool." Xin Miao finally lifted her eyes but her words were slightly sarcastic.
Her mother behind her heard the commotion and immediately asked, "Miaomiao, what did you say?"
Xin Miao turned back and said, "Mom, I'm hungry, I want Lin to make fish soup."
"Alright, alright, Mom will call home right away and have Lin make it for you." Upon hearing Xin Miao wanted fish soup, her mother was overjoyed and immediately got up to leave.
