"Feather Song."
Mo Tan, who was caught off guard and stuffed full of dog food, rubbed his temples and tapped the table lightly, speaking to the girl who seemed quite stuffed as well, "Tell that boy that love is like a war, one wrong step and there's no turning back. There exists a clear power contrast between lovers, the exploiters and the exploited, the oppressors and the oppressed, the victors and the losers! If he wants to live upright and proud, he must not become a loser, and the one confessing first is the loser!"
"What the hell?!"
Feather Song was instantly shocked, turning to Mo Tan with a blank face, "What kind of twisted logic is that?!"
Meanwhile, Yu Chen started to laugh quietly covering his mouth.
"Don't you want those two to spend as much time online as possible?" Mo Tan calmly sipped his tea and leaned back casually, "Trying an indirect approach wouldn't hurt."
