Because his comprehension speed even surpassed Ji Xiaoge's speed of organizing words, Motan couldn't say anything in front of the girl's questioning.
"You're different, you're always the one being relied upon."
The girl, bathed in starlight, swayed slightly and said softly, "When a backbone is needed, you're the backbone. When ideas are needed, you provide them. When a fight is needed, you're at the forefront. When the mood needs lifting, you start being all unpredictable. Aren't you tired?"
Motan was silent for a moment, seriously shook his head and said, "Not tired, I'm very happy."
"You're really irritating."
"I'm telling the truth."
"It's precisely because I know you're telling the truth now that it's irritating!"
