These four words naturally made Ou Chengtian think of himself and Xia Liyou.
So, a significant part of their relationship being defined by these four words came from his own perspective.
He loved getting caught in the conundrum, despite hating the word, he ironically used it on himself. Then he'd get angry after using it, creating a cycle of self-loathing.
"Bro Tian, did you hear me? Why aren't you talking?" Wei Xuefeng waited for a long time, hearing no sound from the other end of the phone, only the heavy breathing told him Ou Chengtian was still on the line.
Suddenly, a slightly evil thought crept into Ou Chengtian's mind.
His eyes sparkled with amusement, even the goosebumps slowly subsided.
Ou Chengtian's sensual lips curled upward in an enticing curve, and even his words carried a deadly allure.
"Wei Xuefeng, why don't you try disgusting her? If you succeed in repelling her, I'll make the call for you," Ou Chengtian's low, seductive voice sounded like that of a demon.
