"I'd believe in ghosts before I believe you," Chang'e said.
Qin Shou said, "What do you mean 'you'd believe in ghosts before you believe me'? There are ghosts in this world... cough cough, let's not talk about ghosts in the middle of the night. Let's go back to talking about the bra..."
So, Qin Shou groaned and strained to list all the benefits of bras once again, how they made the bust more perky, shaped the figure, prevented wardrobe malfunctions, and offered ultimate protection, and so on... He went on and on until the wee hours of the night...
Qin Shou wanted to say more, but he faintly heard Chang'e's even breathing coming from inside the room, clearly she had fallen asleep.
Qin Shou, feeling helpless, sighed, sat at the doorstep, leaned against the door, closed his eyes, and also fell asleep.
