Seeing Song Yaling shake her head like a rattle-drum, Hu Xiaobei squinted his eyes and took the initiative to suggest, "Then Sister Song, how about we make a bet right now?"
"A bet? You little bastard, are you digging another pit for me to fall into again?"
Hearing such a wary response, Hu Xiaobei rubbed his nose and said bitterly, "Sister Song, is that really how you see me? I thought I should have a tall and heroic image in your mind."
"Tall and heroic? You're overthinking it. In my heart, you're a complete scoundrel! The worst kind!"
"Uh..."
Hu Xiaobei's eyelids twitched furiously...
At this moment, Hu Xiaobei really didn't know what to say.
Seeing Hu Xiaobei shaking his head in frustration, she chuckled smugly, "Little scoundrel, cat got your tongue, huh?"
"Yes! I have nothing to say. I admit defeat, let's pretend I never said anything, anyway, some people don't stick to their word even when they lose."
"Who? Who didn't stick to their word!"
