"Luo Shao, I didn't expect you to be even more handsome than the legends say. Even drenched like this, you're still so handsome and stylish."
The chubby guy had a look of infatuation as he praised Luo Chuilang.
"Oh, right, let me wipe it for you."
The chubby guy took a crumpled napkin and was about to wipe it on top of Luo Chuilang's head, but Luo Chuilang blocked him with his hand.
"No need."
Luo Chuilang said with a gloomy face.
"Hmph, you fatso, after saying so much, did you do it on purpose just now?!"
Lv Chao snorted coldly and said angrily.
He and A Feng were standing at the time, and didn't see anyone trip this fatso. Yet the soup in the fatso's hand just spilled over Luo Shao.
"On purpose? Who are you anyway? Luo Shao didn't even blame me, and you, a mere sidekick, dare to blame me?!"
The chubby guy still looked infatuated at Luo Chuilang, but when he looked at Lv Chao, his expression was not so pleasant.
"Sidekick?"
