"Go play over there!" Ye Fan really wanted to kick Zhou Kun, this noisy guy, away.
"According to TV dramas, Luoer should give me a sweet kiss, but how can she do it with you bunch of blockheads staring like that?" Ye Fan said helplessly. Why couldn't they read the room? Especially Zhou Kun, the blockhead, talking about gangster movies and Korean and Japanese blockbusters. Why don't you go act in action movies instead?
Facing an angry Ye Fan, Zhou Kun chuckled mischievously, "Young Master Ye, you guys go ahead, I'm just going to watch. I promise I won't talk or interrupt, okay?" Zhou Kun had always wanted to tease Ye Fan, and now that he had the chance, why would he give it up? While teasing Ye Fan, he kept his gaze on Pan Qianqian.
"Zhou Kun, you son of a bitch, staring at Qianqian all the time? Don't tell me you're into her," Ye Fan suddenly said.
