However, after a while, Wang Yuezhi still didn't reply in the group chat, perhaps busy with romance. Lin Li put himself in Wang Yuezhi's shoes and was willing to understand the cold shoulder.
"You're such a bad guy." Ding Sihan, knowing the inside story, pointed at Lin Li.
"Bai Bufan: How invincible—how lonely—@Zhou Baowei"
Bai Bufan was already back sitting next to him, and he wasn't a good character either.
"Zhou Baowei: ?"
If it weren't the class group chat with a teacher, Bao Wei might have replied with a few rude words.
"Lin Li, I also lost the bet." Chen Yu Ying hadn't forgotten the lunchtime playful agreement she made with Lin Li, with the stake being a reasonable request the other would accept.
"I want to tickle your feet, class president." Lin Li answered without a hint of hesitation.
Heartfelt intention.
No choice, the current task seemed to be either a massage or tickling.
