"Haven't you stripped clothes off several girls already? How come you haven't managed to keep a single one? Is it because you're not good enough or your technique sucks?" Yi Luowa, who came back to fetch clothes for Tong Airui, asked with a grin.
"Yi Luowa!" Tong Airui stuck his head out of the bathroom. "Is that a question a girl should be asking?"
Yi Luowa shrugged indifferently. "You're allowed to be a shameless flirt every day, but I can't even indulge in some playful banter?"
"Fine, have your fun! But I'm going to tell your second uncle when we get back!"
"Are you a grade-schooler now? Resorting to tattling, huh?"
Tong Airui shot her a sinister glance. "He hasn't even held a girl's hand before. What the hell does he know? If you want to banter, just come to me!"
Yi Luowa pulled a T-shirt out of the wardrobe, then turned to Mi Chenxuan with a mischievous smile. "Chen Xuan, so even you know how to brag, huh?"
