"I...," Ou Mingxuan suddenly, had all his words stuck in his throat.
"What about you? Just give me a reason! I already asked you before, and you just kept beating around the bush, obviously hiding something! I won't help you unless you clarify it. If I end up helping a vicious cause, who am I supposed to cry to?" Xia Yuxun finished talking and walked away, patting her behind.
Damn! What does 'helping a vicious cause' mean? If you don't know how to use a proverb, don't misuse it, okay?
Ou Mingxuan stretched his hand out, watching as the girl ran off, then, with a hang-dog expression, sat down on the swing where Xia Yuxun had just been sitting.
He truly was too miserable to speak, absolutely wretched!
Tell her he's impotent, tell her that those women were just a smokescreen to cover this fact?
For Mengying, he could tell her even if it's embarrassing.
