Cheng Zhu sat on the ground without moving, his right hand gently tossing a nearly empty mineral water bottle, flipping up and down repeatedly.
This man, naturally with slightly raised eyebrows, wasn't pretending not to hear because his eyes were fixed on Li Xianqiang.
Hmm, I heard, but I'm not getting up.
"Let's go," Li Xianqiang urged.
Cheng Zhu continued to watch him, continued tossing the nearly empty bottle in his hand, kept sitting there, and remained silent.
"No way! Hurry up, I and Lou Dong are waiting for you!" Li Xianqiang even raised his voice a notch.
But the man sitting opposite still didn't budge, just staring dead at you.
—Talking to idiots is too tiring, just give him the cold shoulder.
Just a little cold shoulder, and soon we'll enter the classic "he's getting impatient he's getting impatient" phase.
Chen Jieyu, watching this scene unfold, holding a parasol and dressed in an OL style, gracefully walked over.
