By the time Jiangg Ning finished making dinner, her younger sister was already starving. She had finished her work on the program list and was now sitting on her bed, chatting with her friends in a group chat and letting out an occasional laugh like a crazy person.
Two steaming bowls of rice were on the table, but Jiangg Yao didn't even lift her head. She was lying on her stomach, engrossed in her phone, her small, fair feet propped up on the sofa, crossed and swaying back and forth. It was an incredibly cute sight.
Jiangg Ning glared at her, put her hands on her hips, and slapped her on the butt. The smack made her sister yelp, "OW!" as she twisted around, clutching her rear to look at her.
"What was that for?!"
"You can't even be bothered to grab your own bowl now? Am I supposed to be your maid?"
"Well, you could've just said something..."
"I called for you four or five times from the kitchen, but you didn't answer. You won't get off that sofa unless I make you."
