"You…"
"You're fine, no need for your concern."
"Who's concerned about you? I want you to get lost, quick."
"Can't move."
"Qiao Yuetong!"
"I'm glad you remembered my name."
Shi Lou: …
Listening to their argument, Han Yingying suddenly felt a sense of joy at their bickering and couldn't help but laugh as she poked her head out, "Sorry to interrupt your intimate argument…"
"Who's being intimate with him?"
"Who's being intimate with her?"
The two of them growled in unison, but when they saw Han Yingying's innocent face, they both backed down.
Han Yingying looked at them amusedly, "Your rapport is so good."
"Han Yingying, are you an idiot? Can't you see we're like fire and water, where's the rapport?" Shi Lou was furious, not understanding how Han Yingying could possibly think he had any rapport with that crazy woman.
"It's there in every way."
