Chen Tianming: "Haven't collected it yet."
"Your mom, hahahaha!" Bai Bufan couldn't hold it in, patted Chen Tianming's shoulder, and said with a laugh, "Since you met Yao Qiaoqiao, your ability to act abstractly has improved by more than a bit, man."
Chen Tianming didn't laugh and instead looked at Bai Bufan with some confusion.
Time seemed to briefly pause.
Bai Bufan couldn't laugh anymore, gulped, and tentatively asked, "Tianming, are you kidding with the abstraction, right? You're not seriously collecting, are you?"
Chen Tianming didn't speak, just blinked.
Bai Bufan: "(;☉_☉)?"
Your mom.
"Someone! Someone! Exorcist needed! Get the simping spirit out of Chen Tianming!"
Bai Bufan was really worried now, being roommates with such a bug won't land you love, a heavy hand is needed.
"It's not like that, not like that," Chen Tianming hurriedly denied, mainly because this group would actually take action. Holding up the water in his arms, he explained happily:
