"Don't get it wrong, it's the adult theaters that are showing those, not the kind we are going to see!"
Xu Xiangyang explained in a fluster.
"Besides, some of the movie names are actually made up by the owner, just to attract attention—"
"Have you seen any?"
With just one sentence, the class president made Xu Xiangyang falter.
"Don't tell me you've never tried it. The Xiangyang I know has always been a boy full of curiosity."
"Well..."
"And just now you said you're very close with the owner here. If it were other high school students, the owner might not agree, but he would for you."
"I know, I know! You are absolutely right; I have indeed watched them!"
Helpless, Xu Xiangyang raised both hands in surrender.
Qing Yue seemed to enjoy the feeling of driving him into a corner. Luckily, after some time had passed, his skin had grown thicker than before. He could be watched by a crowd during a commotion and not feel as embarrassed as he would have earlier.
