"Is it still popular now to find a stand-in for a jerk?"
Tang Meng, who felt wronged thinking he was pure as ice and jade, having not even given away his first kiss, was very indignant.
Not to mention all this cotton wadding on the ground, and that torn floral fabric.
"Do you even know how old our granny is? Do you know how hard it is for Ying Wan to make a big floral jacket for her? How is he supposed to explain this?!"
The Object Demon pinned to the ground by Tang Jin twitched again.
Tang Meng immediately hugged Tang Jin tightly, his face full of nervousness, and he wisely stopped talking.
Alright, he felt that facing these supernatural phenomena, he was just an ordinary person, and it was better to be honest. So he shut up and listened to his sister.
Whatever his sister says, goes!
He's admitting his cowardice, alright?
