"No way."
"Then what do you suggest we do?"
He was at a loss.
"Go and get my shoe back."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen stared blankly at the person opposite him, seemingly doubting how such ludicrous words could come out of that mouth.
If it were Shi Qianxi, now that would make sense.
"Are you trying to send me to my death? They might be waiting downstairs. Who's responsible if I get beaten up?"
"They definitely wouldn't be there anymore."
"Even if they're not there, it doesn't matter. You think they would still leave your shoe there? Even if it's not lost, they would have taken it home by now. They might be indulging in a frenzy of over-lunging."
"Over-lunging?"
Fang Qing frowned slightly, touching upon an area of ignorance.
"Hoo—"
Jiang Chen dramatically performed a deep breathing action vividly on the spot.
The difference between genius and fool is that genius gets it instantly.
Qing Gege quickly caught on, glaring with a chilling look, "Pervert!"
