"I genuinely consider you a friend, and you're calling me a superficial drinking buddy? Don't you think that's a bit much?"
The young girl brushed his hand aside and cast him a cold glance:
"Always trying to take advantage of me—hardly the behavior of a true friend."
The handsome boy, upon hearing this, dusted his sleeve with mild disdain and said:
"Have you ever seen me getting cozy with anyone else? When I misbehave, I don't stop at shoulders—I go straight for the hand-holding and waist-grabbing."
As he spoke, his expression grew solemn, and he said earnestly:
"Enough of that. All your complaints boil down to one thing—you're lonely. How about we find some excitement today? It might help you forget."
"Excitement… do you want to sleep with me?"
"Ha? You?"
The handsome boy's eye twitched. He pointed to his own Immortal-like features, smirking as he scolded her:
"Good one, Li Junwu. Trying to take advantage of me, are you?"
