Lin Li had a fleeting sense of illusion.
At this moment, Bai Bufan seemed like Dora from "Dora the Explorer" or Mickey from "Mickey Mouse Clubhouse". In short, a protagonist from one of those top-notch strategy shows, enthusiastically inviting him to shout "Swiper, no swiping!" or say "Oh! Potatoes!" in a similar tone.
Except the line had been replaced with "Oh—delicious."
Ah~
Really brings back childhood memories.
"You bastard, zoning out is the worst offense!!"
"I'm still holding your shirt! Show a little respect, you scoundrel!"
"Shout it with me!"
Seeing Lin Li with a nostalgic expression, apparently daydreaming, Bai Bufan couldn't hold back his laughter.
"What did you just say?" Lin Li asked, snapping back to reality.
"Still zoning out! Still zoning out!" Bai Bufan shook Lin Li like a rattle drum and suddenly choked up:
"Even at a time like this, which determines my life and death, you can still zone out. Lin Li, in your heart, what am I?
