"I was drunk yesterday, so I mustered up my courage to sleep with Bi Zheng. Who knew that that dummy would actually reject me?! He said that girls must be reserved! D*mn! I was so mad! I've never seen anyone as slow as him! Aiya! He'll be the death of me! The more I talk about it, the angrier I get!"
Pei Ge instinctively thought of herself and Ji Ziming last night at Qin Qitong's grumbling.
Her face then turned bright red.
"Isn't it infuriating? I'm about to explode from anger! Bi Zheng, that dummy and this dummy! That irksome fellow! I don't even know if he really likes me! I sent myself to his door, and he rejected me! It's… It's…"
In the middle of grumbling, the girl realized that her audience was spacing out with a red face and sparkling eyes as if the woman were in heat.
"Why's your face red? What are you thinking about?" she asked suspiciously.
"Ah—ah!"
The other returned to her senses and saw the girl look of suspicion.
