Zhan Lichuan said it while gritting his teeth, the words coming out of the gaps between his teeth.
Jing Qian, who was having fun while teasing him, started laughing out loud.
"Jiang Yuxi and Fei Wanling both refer to you as Brother Chuan. Why is it that I have never heard you stop them, asking them to talk properly? Why can't I call you in that manner as well? I want to do the same."
Jing Qian was talking softly. It was a mischievous tone along with her unique, dragging pattern towards the end of the sentence.
Although his ears may not have had a reaction, some other part of his body was already reacting.
Zhan Lichuan clenched his teeth even tighter, then replied, "Fine."
"Hahaha!"
When Jing Qian saw the constipated look on Zhan Lichuan's face, she suddenly laughed. As she laughed, a sweet, warm, scent swept across his face, tickling him.
Zhan Lichuan was speechless.
