"As if you're dreaming." Qing Yi tried to shake off his hand, but couldn't.
Couldn't dare make too big a move, afraid Bai Yi might drop the noodles he's holding.
"Don't be like this, just one night, just one night."
"Let go quickly, even the drunkard's scared."
"What's he got to be scared of?"
"That's right, scared of ghosts."
"This friendship is over."
"Whatever, I'm not sharing a bed with you anyway."
"..." Bai Yi looked at him with eyes full of resentment.
"Let go, I haven't eaten anything yet, I'm starving."
"Can I make a bed on the floor in your room?" Bai Yi asked with a bitter face.
"Meow~"
Kid, get back here.
Make a bed on the floor? Go if you want, just don't come back after you go, it's embarrassing!
Feng Liyan looked at the shameless Bai Yi, wishing he could run up and kick him twice.
