"Relatives! They must be relatives!" Pei Yan began to rationalize in his mind for the goddess.
Only the kinship that's thicker than water could produce such effect, even if it were romantic love, it would have seemed somewhat lacking.
Imagine if you had a girlfriend during your college days, and she waited for you early under your dorm building, with a bottle of mineral water or milk tea prepared for you, and she's also damn gorgeous, wouldn't you brag about it in your dorm for a year?
Wouldn't your roommates kneel down to you as a master and beg you to teach them the secrets of your charm?
"He doesn't look... well, he's okay," Pei Yan surreptitiously assessed Cheng Zhu.
"Height? Not... indeed tall."
"As for temperament... he really doesn't look like a serious student, not someone our student council would like to recruit," Pei Yan desperately sought a sense of superiority.
Cheng Zhu was a bit puzzled at that moment, why is Shen Qingning the one preparing mineral water for me?
