"I'm supposed to feel at ease? The moment I stop watching you, you hook up with your old lover. How can I be at ease?" Jun Mochan's tone was sour.
She would rather seek out Huo Yi than him, what is he supposed to make of that?
What is he supposed to think of that?
Can't she consider his feelings at all?
"Pfft." Ye Ranran spritzed out all the water she had just drunk, Jun Mochan managed to dodge quickly, but Shen Yuzhe behind him wasn't so lucky.
Sprayed with saliva all over his face, indeed, there's a price to pay for enjoying the show.
"Sorry, I didn't do it on purpose." Ye Ranran quickly reached out for a paper towel for him.
Accepting the paper towel with a grievous look, Shen Yuzhe wiped his face, feeling more and more disgusted the more he wiped.
"Have you watched enough of the fun? If you have, then get out." Jun Mochan wasn't as easy-going as Ye Ranran, his tone remained gentle, but to the ear, it felt not like a warm spring breeze but cold as a winter wind.
