"Yaojiang, how can you say that?"
San Miyairi looked aggrieved: "I consider you a friend!"
"Uh!"
Xia Hongyao was speechless, feeling a bit embarrassed, but after thinking it over, still felt he couldn't give Lin Baici to this kimono girl: "Meteorite, taboo things, I can give them to you, but not Little Linzi!"
"Idiot, she's teasing you!"
Gu Qingqiu was speechless, High Ponytail, you're too easily convinced.
San Miyairi had a good impression of Lin Baici, after all, admiring the strong is a woman's nature, but to say she fell in love, that's nonsense, especially since this kimono girl was just like her, a bit neurotic, making it even less likely to fall for someone casually.
Or rather, even if they did fall in love, it might not be the kind of mutual love everyone recognizes.
Perhaps the way they express love is to dismember a boyfriend and soak him in a bottle full of formalin.
