Zhao Xueying paid the money, took two cups of ice drinks inside, and as soon as she turned around, she immediately noticed Fang Yi's gaze.
Then, Zhao Xueying's complexion darkened instantly.
"Xiao Fang, your eyes seem quite restless, not very honest," Zhao Xueying said with a half-smile.
"Really?"
Fang Yi replied earnestly, lying without the slightest blush.
Zhao Xueying's lips curled into a slight smile, full of meaning: "You don't even blush when you lie, seems like you have quite thick skin... Be honest with me, were you sneaking a peek at some part of my body?"
Fang Yi was taken aback, then said blankly, "Which part?"
Zhao Xueying said, "Now that's just no fun, being dishonest."
Fang Yi said, "Sister Ying, you're really wronging me this time. If I'm not honest, then there's no one honest in the world. I have a nickname, known as the honest and reliable little gentleman, the handsome and dashing little guy, you didn't know?"
