"Regarding that, I don't think you need to blame yourself too much." Su Mengli seemed entirely unsurprised, as if she had prepared her words beforehand. "After all, my silly little sister never thought of it either."
Why am I getting insulted out of nowhere? Mo Xiangwen shot her a speechless look.
Still, not thinking of it before was one thing. He would have to find a way to make up for it later.
Seeing his reaction, Su Mengli couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Don't misunderstand. I mean it's normal for someone who isn't good at socializing not to consider something like that right away."
Su Mengli explained with a smiling expression.
"Even if I understand that you need an example to help explain things, sis," Su Mengyao said discontentedly as she walked over, "could you at least consider your little sister's feelings?"
"Alright, alright. Sorry."
Su Mengli smiled indulgently and rubbed her head. Yet despite being exactly the same height, Su Mengli had to stretch her hand up quite a bit to reach her sister's head.
From the side, Mo Xiangwen found the whole scene strangely amusing.
His gaze unconsciously lingered on their equally black, smooth long hair. He wondered whether they felt the same to the touch.
A little dissatisfied with her sister still treating her like a child, Su Mengyao slapped her hand away.
Su Mengyao turned to Mo Xiangwen, glanced at the Umbreon in his hand, and asked, "Xiangwen, have you picked one?"
"Yeah, Umbreon. Cute, right?" Mo Xiangwen held Umbreon up and gave it a shake.
Su Mengli added for him, "And he picked ones for Yan Nuoya and Bai Shishi too."
Su Mengyao looked somewhat surprised, but she still asked, "What did you pick for them?"
Su Mengli said, "Eevee and Sylveon."
"Huh? None