"Jiang Li, it can only be your own sister."
Chen Dan hadn't expected Jiang Li to get hung up on this address, and suddenly he found himself at a loss for words, "Fine, fine, fine, your sister."
Both men were concerned over such trivial matters, but the person in question, Liang Zhou Yue, felt it was hardly worth mentioning and forcefully changed the subject, "Both of you have a long run this afternoon, be careful not to get heatstroke."
Chen Dan usually talked a lot and flitted around like a butterfly in his circle of friends. But things were different now; he still had to follow protocols in front of Jiang Li.
Looking at him, Chen Dan managed a smile that wasn't quite a smile, "Can I reply to your sister?"
Jiang Li clicked his tongue, "Are you looking for trouble on purpose?"
Chen Dan shook his head, an innocent look on his face, "Why would I, I'm afraid you'd think I'm a freak."
He had thrown Jiang Li's own words right back at him.
