Upon hearing Xiaobei speak with particular frustration, she gave Xiaobei a big eye roll and said angrily, "Can it be the same? We're so familiar now, if something happens here, it wouldn't look good. But if something happens between you and her, that's totally fine."
"But I think it would be fine if something happened between us too."
As Xiaobei spoke softly, he touched her hand, feeling her tension.
"Little bastard, go make tea!"
Glancing at the shy Song Yaling, Xiaobei chuckled excitedly and teased, "Sister Song, I can make tea, but you have to agree to some conditions."
Upon hearing Xiaobei's words, Song Yaling gave him a big eye roll and stomped her foot, saying, "You little bastard, are you taking advantage of me?!"
"Yes, I'm threatening you. Just say whether you agree or not."
Xiaobei spoke lazily.
At this point, Xiaobei had her cornered.
"I agree!"
After being conflicted for a while, Song Yaling finally agreed.
