He frowned, "Qingyun, don't you dislike men? Since you dislike them, stop touching me all the time. You keep touching and hugging me; what's that supposed to mean?"
Lan Qingyun stomped her foot in annoyance, "Shen Zhou, don't be so arrogant. Just because you saved me once and helped me out a lot this time, doesn't mean you can speak to me so rudely!"
"I, Lan Qingyun, have a reputable name, and many men wish to touch me, but I don't allow them. I took the initiative to touch you, and you should be happy and flattered."
Shen Zhou touched his nose, returned to the table, and snapped his fingers, calling for a cup of coffee.
With an indifferent look on his face, he said to the fuming Lan Qingyun who was walking over, "I need to remind you that Xue Lixue is extremely jealous. If she sees you pulling and tugging at me, she might tear your face off."
"From then on, best friends would become strangers for life."
All of a sudden, Lan Qingyun was struck dumb.
