Yang Fan suddenly realized that he didn't know when the conversation with Diwu Ming had gone so deep.
So deep that Yang Fan felt a bit surprised.
It seemed like they had slipped into this subject quite naturally and abruptly.
And Diwu Ming was not only not disgusted, but she also kept throwing out shockingly bold statements.
No, it was actually she who had led the conversation this deep.
"Fanzi, what if I really manage to get it in? Would you be scared?" Diwu Ming asked with a sly smile.
Yang Fan was taken aback. What was there for him to be scared of?
Even if she really could fit it in, it seemed to have nothing to do with him.
"Sister Ming, stop teasing me," Yang Fan said with a sheepish smile.
Once he had realized what the topic was about, he found it a bit too much to handle.
"I'm not teasing you. What if it really happens?" Diwu Ming continued with a grin.
Yang Fan's mouth twitched slightly. How was this supposed to involve him?
Here she goes again.
