Qiao Yiyi hurriedly defended himself, "Quan-ge, don't misunderstand, I don't mean to freeload."
Little Monk immediately showed a look of realization, "I see, we're kindred spirits!"
Qiao Yiyi: "!!!"
"I am not!"
"I didn't!"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
He spoke awkwardly, "My intentions are pure, totally different from you, you stinky monk!"
Little Monk choked up, "How is it any different? Isn't it just craving for food? There's nothing shameful about it, even if you admitted it, no one would say anything. Why do you stubbornly refuse to admit it?"
Facing his "Why are you so cowardly? What's so bad about admitting such a small matter" look, Qiao Yiyi was speechless.
He had every reason to suspect that he was being duped by this stinky monk.
There's a tactic known as deflection.
This stinky monk is likely using that."
