"Hey! How about calling it Ye Goge? I heard that the ABB format is super popular now! It's because it's cute! Like Wukong Kong, Bajie Jie, that kind of stuff."
"ABB?"
"Yeah, yeah."
"Does Gonggong Liu count?"
"...?!"
...
After a moment, Motan, drained from arranging Ji Xiaoge, who had laughed so hard she was sore and weak in the legs from her direct hit of humor, finally left the VIP room in the lounge area.
"Our match will start in about ten minutes."
The white Elf female Knight standing at the VIP room doorway turned to Motan and blinked: "Where's Miss Night Song? Didn't she just..."
"She went weak at the knees, she's resting inside."
Motan sighed somewhat helplessly, sincerely admiring the girl who could laugh herself to breathlessness and eventually couldn't get up from the ground.
"Weak... Weak knees?!"
Liya Delin was taken aback.
"Yeah, and seems like her waist is causing problems too."
