Ninety percent is disdain mixed with disgust, five percent couldn't be bothered to comment, and the remaining five percent are basically people from her Jun Family.
Now hearing a young human boy say he likes her, she surprisingly thinks it's a nice feeling.
"I am much older than you."
"I don't mind." Wu Xun, due to nervousness, didn't know what to do.
She reached out and grabbed his arm, forcing him to come closer.
Wu Xun stood by the pool table, his face instantly turning red to the tips of his ears.
"You're really too skinny, it seems like you don't exercise often; from now on, work out more, because I want my boyfriend to carry me on his back."
She couldn't remember how long ago it was, but it was long ago when she saw Xu Mohan carrying Nan Yuesheng, and she thought that feeling must be nice.
"Okay."
Jun Xiangyi looked up at him, "I suddenly don't feel like playing pool."
"Then what do you want to do?"
