Since Bo Chengye and his companions had shamefully fled, Zhang Bin and the two sisters decided to stay. They ordered food and settled in to eat.
Once the food was ordered, Liu Ruolan asked curiously, "Xiao Bin, how did you possibly master three foreign languages? And so fluently, too?"
Liu Ruomei also perked up her ears, curious to the extreme.
"What's the big deal? It's only three foreign languages," Zhang Bin said nonchalantly.
"Tell us how you learned them! You didn't even go to university," Liu Ruolan said, shaking Zhang Bin's arm and using a cajoling tone.
With her super-endowed figure, such coquettishness was almost deadly. Zhang Bin's arm naturally sank into the soft mountains, completely enveloped in a blissful sensation.
His mouth went dry, his face flushed, and his heart pounded in his chest. How could he possibly resist?
