"Bro, where are you from, what's your superpower—you must be really powerful," Murong reached out and grabbed the man's hand.
The man: "..."
Very slowly, the man withdrew his hand.
"Bro, what's the matter? You don't like being touched, huh? Bro, don't be so shy," Lin Murong grasped it again.
He wanted to see whose movements were faster, his or the man's.
This time, the man didn't slowly pull away his hand; instead, he withdrew it with an extremely fast speed.
"Wow," Lin Murong exclaimed, "So you're not a koala. I thought you did everything slowly."
Zhong Qi: "..."
"I... didn't."
"Just now..."
Zhong Qi put his hand on his body, his face cold and indifferent.
"Just now it hadn't finished loading, so my reaction was a bit slow." He spoke with a serious face, and they almost believed him.
Su Yinhe: "..."
This customer seemed a little bit off in the head.
Lin Murong: "..."
Things were getting more and more interesting.
"Ahem, ahem, so may I ask you..."
