Xin Ya:"..."
Ye Cong:"..."
Could there be anything more embarrassing than this?
Xin Ya stared at Ye Cong with her eyes full of fear. She wished that he was blind, blind!
But sometimes, hope was unrealistic, like now.
Ye Cong glanced at the dialog box and his fingers obviously tightened. Then, he slowly relaxed and returned the phone to Xin Ya. "I think sister Mao's suggestion is good."
Xin Ya took the phone in a fluster. At this moment, she wanted nothing more than to directly put the phone into the pot and boil it.
Suggestion is good?
Suggestion is good!
Damn suggestion is good!
"That..."Xin ya tried to explain, although she felt that there was no silver here.
Ye Cong slightly bent over and approached Xin Ya. "And I'm also very happy that you can think of protecting your food so much. I'm waiting for you to squeeze me dry."
The last sentence was extremely ambiguous.
