Pei Ya said with a hard-to-describe expression: "Professor Han, do you remember you're a woman?"
Isn't this kind of talk usually supposed to come from him?
Oh well, I was careless.
Han Wang said coldly: "You can also think of me as a man."
Pei Ya was slightly terrified.
If Professor Han was a man, how would they ever get a marriage certificate?
No way!!!
Han Wang: "..."
Han Wang didn't need to guess to know what Pei Ya was thinking with that look.
If she had tools at hand, she really wanted to pry open Pei Ya's head to see what's inside.
Han Wang stopped talking and just stared at Pei Ya, the ward became quiet again.
The thing Pei Ya feared most was Han Wang being quiet.
Cold and robotic, like robot number two that was devoid of emotion, with no way of knowing what she was thinking, making one inexplicably anxious.
He lifted his finger and poked Han Wang's arm.
Soft, quite a nice touch.
He poked again and saw Han Wang had no reaction.
Poke poke poke.
Han Wang: "..."
