Bai Bufan wielded the extinguisher, chasing Lin Li around the room— the fire extinguisher sign in the inn was a bit outdated, and with a couple of letters missing, "fire" became "people".
But hey, at least it's serving its purpose.
"Bad dog! Bai Bufan, you bad dog! Stop chasing, sit! Sit!"
Lin Li's insults sounded more like whining but were highly insulting nonetheless.
Their chase was uproariously loud, and the three girls present had no empathy whatsoever for this vile pet attack incident; they were laughing more cheerfully than anyone.
Who the hell said women are naturally capable of love?
Show some love already!
...
"Whew—" Lin Li came down the stairs and sat back on the mat, letting out a long breath.
Only Ding Sihan and Qu Wanqiu were left on the first floor; Chen Yu Ying was probably upstairs taking a bath.
"Where's Bai Bufan?" Ding Sihan inquired.
Lin Li sighed, "This guy caught me off guard just now, and he gave me two choices: death or let him touch my butt."
