The sincerity in Tong Yan's eyes was palpable, she was just short of raising her hands to swear how true her words were.
"Babe, you won't know until you try."
Try my ass!
Can't I just praise you?
Actor, what exactly are you up to!
#ActorIsImpossibleToPlease#
#ColdActorNeedsEmpathy#
I'm done caring for you!
Hmph!
Spoiled Little Fatty unceremoniously placed his fractured legs in front of him, "Young Master Mo, can you be heartless?"
No... I really can't.
But—
Bo Yimo curved the corners of his lips, his eyes deep, "Babe, what do you think?"
I can.
Frightened by his own imagination, cowardly Little Fatty sat up, nearly kicking him, "Young Master Mo, you have quite the peculiar taste."
Being able to make a move on an injured person.
If that's not a peculiar taste, what is?
Just then, the door swung open with a bang.
