"Take it."
His two companions knew him well and helped persuade him, "Otherwise, he'll cling to you forever and you won't be able to shake him off."
"Let's wait until the end."
Mu Fan frowned deeply, keeping his eyes on the scoreboard, his heart sinking more and more.
"Hehe, alright."
Jiang Chenxi saw that he didn't refuse, secretly delighted, and there seemed to be drool at the corner of his mouth.
The two companions couldn't bear to watch, one of them kicked him and pulled him aside.
"Hey, hey, brother, what's up with him?"
Shitou, with a fast mouth, quietly approached one of the companions and whispered, "Drooling like a fool, it's creepy."
"Just ignore him, he's always like this."
The man shook his head helplessly, "He was born with a foolish face, a serious face controller, regardless of gender, as long as someone is good-looking, he sticks to them and can't take his eyes off."
