Gu Yu and Lin Xinyue walked side by side on the way to the vocal club.
"What are the benefits of being an image ambassador?"
Gu Yu, peeling an orange Teacher Zhou had given him, casually popped half into Lin Xinyue's mouth and ate the other half himself.
"Hiss—so sour—"
Lin Xinyue's eyes squinted into slits from the sourness, and Gu Yu's tongue was tied too.
Gu Yu and Lin Xinyue looked at each other, saw each other's exaggerated expressions, and suddenly burst out laughing.
"Hahaha... Did you know that when you squint your eyes like that, you look like the Snake Spirit from 'Calabash Brothers'!"
"Please! I was about to say you licking your lips looked like Scorpio King!"
Lin Xinyue swatted firmly at Gu Yu, but he dodged it with a swift side step.
Watching Gu Yu twist and turn like a slippery fish, Lin Xinyue could only retract her hand helplessly and continue to walk on, ignoring Gu Yu.
