Was what I saw earlier an illusion?!
Was the person who rubbed my forehead just now Black?!
But was that tempting faint fragrance from Black too?!
There's a saying that being able to smell someone's body scent actually indicates that the person is attracted to you.
Could I be a deeply closeted gay?!
What the heck is going on?!?!?!
Just when Motan was gradually getting confused, a savior finally appeared—
"Oh! Senior, you're awake!"
Accompanied by a light exclamation, Yizou quickly ran over from not far away, carrying two large bags of drinks, and he heaved a long sigh of relief as he smiled and said, "That's great, when I arrived, I saw you lying on Forget Language's lap, and I thought something had happened! Would you like a drink, senior? I just bought some special blended fruit juice from the South City Gate!"
Motan: "..."
Black spread his hands innocently: "Sorry, Brother Hei Fan, it wasn't voluntary."
