"Of course not!" A cold sweat was starting to form on Wu Sheng's brow. He realized his casual remark had just dug him into a deep hole.
Wu Sheng calmed himself and explained, "I don't have much luck with young women. It's mostly the elderly and children who take a liking to me. The ones holding my hand and refusing to let go are always old folks, and the ones clinging to my legs are always kids."
The corner of Su Li's mouth twitched into a smile for a fleeting moment before she firmly suppressed it. "Is that so?" she said slowly. "Because I seem to recall a certain someone telling me how charming and popular he was. Especially with young, pretty girls."
Wu Sheng: "..."
'That was then, this is now,' he thought. 'Of course I'm going to say that at a time like this.'
"Su Li, don't you worry. From now on, I'll let Zhang Ming and the others handle all the young, pretty girls. I'll stick to saving the elderly and children!"
Wu Sheng declared with a grave expression.
