Ye Xingbei's heart skipped a beat.
She snuggled closer to his side and tilting her head, brought her lips to his ear, "I'm serious! Wasn't it you who said it? Only you are the one to be with me until we're old, and Xiao Xue will also have someone to be with her till old age. We together will prioritize our love over friendship; it's only fair."
Gu Junzhu chuckled softly, unable to resist kissing her lightly, "I've witnessed a friendship as genuine as plastic flowers."
Ye Xingbei blushed, casting a sidelong glance at him, "Don't you prioritize your lover over friends?"
Gu Junzhu's lips curved, and he said leisurely, "It's commonly accepted that we men prioritize our lovers over friends."
Unable to help herself, Ye Xingbei laughed, raising an eyebrow, "But you men always like to say, 'Brothers are like limbs, women are like clothes!'"
