Yi Dong shivered, nodded concisely and said: "That's right!"
"So, I'll go back to my room to change clothes, then we'll head out."
Gu Xiaole forcefully patted Yi Dong's shoulder, laughing: "I heard the school is open, maybe you can treat me to lunch."
Yi Dong frowned and nodded, just about to agree when suddenly his eyes lit up, he looked up at the phone with a face full of schadenfreude: "Oh, that's right!"
As Yi Dong's long-time buddy, Motan almost instantly guessed what he wanted to say as he looked up, and quickly shouted: "Wait, Yi Dong! You..."
But he failed, because Yi Dong, who equally understood Motan, didn't give him the chance to struggle.
"Motan can go with you! He's much freer than me!"
Yi Dong happily pointed at the friend on the phone screen, cheerfully telling Gu Xiaole: "Think about it! Cousin, on one side is me, your useless loser cousin, and on the other side is charming Tan Jiang, even a fool knows who should accompany you!"
