"Finished? So soon?" Looks like that man's stamina isn't great.
"Yeah." Number Five sat down next to her.
Fan Rou picked up a cherry tomato and brought it to her lips: "A reward for you."
"You eat it. I'm not hungry." Number Five looked like she couldn't eat a thing.
Fan Rou raised her head: "What's up? Did something happen?"
"That guy was too dark, and his butt wasn't perky — absolutely no aesthetic appeal." After watching for a long time, could she have an appetite?
Might as well watch animals mating.
"Pff." Fan Rou spat out the cherry tomato she had just eaten.
Number Five looked disgusted: "What are you doing?"
She patted the fruit peel off her body, along with Fan Rou's saliva, and the look of disgust on her face grew more intense.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to." Fan Rou quickly helped her wipe it off.
Why did she suddenly say something like that? It was unbearable, okay?
"Don't believe me? See for yourself." Number Five rolled her eyes.
