"Heh, Bai Xiaofu, that's enough. Even joking has its limits. I was in the county five days ago, so whatever happened has nothing to do with me. Besides, I'm not indiscriminate, I wouldn't fancy just anyone," Yin Yang said coldly. He shouldn't have let this girl cling to him just because of face, and she was even getting more demanding.
"It's you, definitely you. You even left me a note to meet outside," Bai Xiaofu said sadly.
"A note? Let me see it," Yin Yang sneered. Without pressing her, she wouldn't say more, always making things more complicated for herself. He was utterly annoyed.
"Here it is. Are you saying this isn't the love poem you wrote for me?" Bai Xiaofu fished a piece of paper out of her pocket.
Yin Yang took the paper and looked at what was written. Which bastard could this be? How could his handwriting be so ugly, and they even wrote his name in the wrong character, 'Yang' as in 'sunshine' instead of his own 'Yang'.
