Before Qin Chu had the chance to refuse, Huo Mian walked out from the bathroom. "My husband won't play with you. If you want to have some fun, I'm happy to entertain…"
"Sure," Song Yishi looked provokingly at Huo Mian.
"She's really not going to turn back unless she hits a wall. Huo Mian just won, and now she's looking for trouble all over again. She's such a bitch – there are three types of assholes: big, medium, and small. Why does she have to hog the biggest hole? Gosh." Zhu Lingling was good at verbal confrontations. As soon as Gao Ran heard what she said, he burst out in laughter, and quietly asked her, "So, she's the biggest asshole of all types?"
Zhu Lingling ignored Gao Ran; she was still a little angry at his French kiss just now.
After a round of rock, paper, scissors, Huo Mian won. She was basically a pro in this game and could guess what her opponent wanted to play just by looking at their expressions.
