Hogging the pit but not shitting!
Though crude beyond measure, Ah Fu's words, however, made Ah Jiu laugh and cry at the same time. Pointing at her, he said, "What kind of language is this? How can a young lady be so..." Crude.
Ah Fu gave him a sidelong glance: "What, isn't it true? He takes the top spot yet refuses to serve his country. Isn't that the same as hogging the pit but not…" Mmmph.
Her words were muffled by Ah Jiu's large palm covering her mouth, and she couldn't help but widen her eyes at him.
Startled, with her clear, black and white eyes Ah Jiu felt his palm heat up. He quickly withdrew it and took a step back, "Sorry, that was presumptuous of me."
Miss Wufu waved her hand and asked, "Are your injuries all healed?"
Weren't his injuries quite severe? Looking at him now, he seemed unbothered, as if nothing had happened. Had he recovered that quickly?
"More or less," Ah Jiu replied nonchalantly, leaning against the bookshelf.
"That's good to hear."
