"Damn it, Huo Beichen, do you have no shame?"
Nanke Yuting couldn't control himself this time, grabbed a pillow from the bed, and hurled it straight at him, hitting Huo Beichen's head accurately, "Are you sick in the head? You keep asking where that little first love of yours is, when people tell you, you don't believe them, and you even corner them in their rooms, what the hell are you trying to do? Lost your damn mind?"
With that said, Nanke Yuting was still not satisfied. If there wasn't another pillow under Jian You's head, he would have thrown it directly as well.
"How come I feel that you are even dumber than a pig? Your woman understood it all, how come you didn't?"
Seeing the man leisurely sitting on the couch, Nanke Yuting felt an urge to jump down and beat him up without even wearing pants, "Look at how stupid you are; you're so dumb that your woman doesn't even want you. Do you even know why she won't let you enter the room?"
Huh?
Why?
