"Lin Li, you're crazy! Are you trying to get yourself killed?" Ding Sihan held the cake in her hands, aiming it at Lin Li's face, her tone not friendly.
"I'm done for, bro. I've now gotten involved with a murderer... All my inheritance is left to my mom, farewell forever." Lin Li's voice was forlorn.
Chen Yu Ying, Ding Sihan, Qu Wanqiu: "?"
Seeing the cake really about to fly at his face, Lin Li merely laughed, put away the phone that hadn't really connected, stopped walking, looked at the doorway, and raised his hands in surrender:
"Don't throw, don't throw, don't throw, just a joke, didn't actually call."
Seeing that this guy was just acting, and had acted twice, Chen Yu Ying gave Lin Li an air-tap with the confetti cannon in her hand.
Lin Li made a teasing noise.
"Alright, come in first, standing outside is not right, just make yourself at home."
