"Why?" Ding Sihan was still cautious.
"Because girls who love to laugh don't have bad figures. Joy lifts the cup," Lin Li explained.
Ding Sihan: "?"
"Who the hell told you that 'joy lifts the cup' means this kind of cup! Lin Li, quickly order me a bunch of bullets, it's urgent!" Ding Sihan angrily threw the sofa cushion or pillow at Lin Li while reaching out in a mock plea.
"No way, you rejected it yourself before." Lin Li shook his head with a smile.
What is this urgency, Lin Li still doesn't know?
"Then lend me some money, I'll pay you back right away." Annoyed, Ding Sihan continued to reach out.
"You want to pay me back with bullets to my forehead, right? No way, hahahaha." Lin Li chuckled and refused.
After saying that, Lin Li looked at Chen Yu Ying, who was giggling on the side, and solemnly shook his head: "Class monitor, you better stop laughing, I personally think you're just fine right now, but if you really want to lift it up...that's fine too."
