Ji Mianmian waved. "No, no, no, not…"
Ye Shaoguang looked down and stared into Ji Mianmian's eyes. The duo was barely separated by a centimeter. "You don't want to take responsibility, but you don't want to go back on your words as well, so what do you want? Ji Mianmian, you do know that there's no free lunch in this world, don't you?"
Ji Mianmian bent backward. "I… know…"
"What else do you know…"
Ji Mianmian mumbled, "I know that there's no free sex in this world as well."
Ye Shaoguang said sarcastically, "Ha… you got it right after all!"
Ji Mianmian's lips flinched. "Since it has already happened, then tell me… what to do, since… since…"
"Since what?"
Ji Mianmian clenched her jaw and let it out.
"Since I… I just wanted to put on my pants and not take responsibility anyway," said Ji Mianmian as if she had nothing else to lose.
