"Ahh, that's so good," the man said with a grin. "Talking back to me like that… I love it."
It was honestly disgusting.
Qiong Xing had no intention of judging other people's preferences.
But that only applied when he wasn't involved himself.
Why did he have to deal with someone who got happy just because he talked back rudely?
Because of the irritation, Albe started biting his nails.
"Hey, hey, tell me your name," the red haired man said.
"It's Tutu," Qiong Xing replied calmly.
"Pfft!"
Albe who had just been full of anger suddenly burst out laughing at the obvious fake name.
The red-haired man also seemed to realize it was a lie and kept insisting that Qiong Xing tell him his real name.
"It's Baobao."
"No way~"
"Goudan."
"Nope~"
"Then… Dandan."
"You just said 'then'!"
Even Qiong Xing thought he was being way too random, but seriously thinking about it felt like a waste of time.
