"Yes, I do sell insurance, but I only have one policy and it's only for one person."
"The insurance is called: A Love for a Lifetime."
Faced with Mo Yiqing's ridicule, Yin Pengfei showed no embarrassment. Instead, he straightened his collar proudly and opened his mouth with confidence, full of cheeky remarks.
"A love for a lifetime? You're probably infected with AIDS." Mo Yiqing couldn't be bothered with Yin Pengfei and quickly walked away.
Yin Pengfei hurriedly caught up, reaching out to press the elevator button a step ahead: "Such a tiring task, how could I trouble you, Qingqing? The metal decorations on the elevator panel can easily damage your beautiful nails."
"I don't have manicures."
"Even without manicures, it's easy to hurt your nails."
However.
Mo Yiqing and Yin Pengfei, like strangers conversing, their dialogues fell into the ears of Little Fox, Yu Xueqing, and Qiu Lingling, morphing into a brand new human language.
"Woof Woof Woof—"
