"What are you thanking me for? it's US who were misunderstood ..." Lin Yi smiled bitterly.
"So be it. Haven't we been misunderstood all this time?" Xinyan shook her head as she noticed a white stain on Lin Yi's pants, along with her stomach's mucus. It was a disgusting sticky mess.
Xinyan didn't have breakfast this morning-she'd only had a whole bag of milk, and vomited half of it onto Lin Yi's pants. She felt really bad about it. "I'm sorry, your pants ..."
"Oh, it's nothing," Lin Yi didn't find it disgusting at all-it was nothing. Back when he was on a mission with huaijun, he didn't even feel sick when he was covered in blood or organs. He'd even seen the disgusting slimy liquid of poisonous flowers and plants, let alone something that was spat out.
"I ... I'll help you wash up when the time comes?" Xinyan said, a little embarrassed.
