"Vulgar." Qingqing thought these words did not harm Liu Yichen at all. His vulgarity was completely out in the open, and he didn't mind others labeling him as vulgar. He wished the whole world knew. For a moment, she couldn't think of a term more malicious than vulgar.
"This isn't vulgar; compared to you, it's far from it." Liu Yichen said, "Remember that unbearably lonely night? You turned the AC up to thirty-two degrees and hid the remote."
"So you're planning to use such underhanded tactics against me?" Qingqing was exasperated, feeling a man of his size could be so petty. Are you not ashamed?
"Don't make it sound so bad. It's a reciprocal exchange. I merely want you to experience the feeling of not being able to sleep at night." Liu Yichen pointed around the space around him, his eyes scanning the area: "No one knows where the camera might be, overhead? Beneath? Or to the side?"
"And you're shameless."
