"Changing the subject, huh?"
"Let's see, anyway, I'm just whatever." Xu Qianqian spread her hands, "I don't really care about such things."
Jiang Nian cleared his throat, "I do intend to do whatever."
So, what does "whatever" mean?
Xu Qianqian thought for a moment and looked at him seriously.
"But I don't recommend you do whatever, because I'll break your legs."
The two were too familiar with each other, knowing each other's weaknesses all too well.
When she noticed Jiang Nian's expression was off and gradually whatever, Xu Qianqian realized he was making a dirty joke.
Jiang Nian was indifferent to her remark.
If he could do whatever, breaking a leg wouldn't affect eating or anything indecent. It wouldn't hurt, which means no loss.
What if only one leg gets broken? Wouldn't that be a gain?
The white mist rolled in front of the late-night food stall.
Xu Qianqian's little face was white with a flush, as pretty as porcelain. Her eyes became hazy when she was hungry.
