Gu Tong: "..."
Li Yan: "..."
Qiao Chenyi: "..."
Is there anyone more upfront than Ning Fanwei? Things like this are best kept in your mind, yet he insists on saying them aloud. Fortunately, it's Qiao Chenyi—if it were someone else, they definitely wouldn't want to take this case.
Qiao Chenyi smiled helplessly, "You kid, you've really got me this time, deliberately waiting for me to fall right into it."
Ning Fanwei nodded, "Well, maybe 'falling into it' isn't quite the right term, but it's close enough."
Gu Tong: "..."
Li Yan: "..."
Qiao Chenyi: "..."
Keep talking, you're practically panting now.
When I call you simple, you really are simple.
He actually answered Qiao Chenyi's jibe seriously, still waiting for his agreement.
Qiao Chenyi rubbed his forehead, feeling very helpless, "My classmate, apart from being a bit irritating, has no other flaws. Devil King, Tong girl, what do you think of this?"
Switching gears, he changed the subject.
