"Offering a borrowed flower to the Buddha, eh?" Song Yarong laughed, "Can I interpret this as you trying to win me over?"
"If that's what you think, then it is." Sun Hang didn't deny it.
"Wanna boost our friendship level? Sure." Song Yarong lowered her voice, her smile turning ambiguous, "Next time you're free, let me give you a thorough check-up... you know what kind I mean, right?"
"There are minors present here, isn't it inappropriate to discuss such topics?" Sun Hang said with a smile.
"Minors? Where? I don't see any." Before Song Yarong could respond, Shinkata Misaki spoke up first, "You guys seem to have a fun game going, can I join?"
Sun Hang wanted to retort with "Silly kid, go play elsewhere," but considering the need to keep Shinkata Misaki's identity confidential, he swallowed his words.
She was no longer the seventeen-year-old Shinkata Misaki, but the twenty-six-year-old Tang Jing.
