"Me? All show and no go? That's complete nonsense."
Jiang Xinghai had to defend his manly pride. "Let me state for the record that I'm a man who's good for more than just his looks. There's no doubt about it, and I absolutely will not allow anyone to say I can't perform."
PFFT...
Feng Lulu covered her mouth to stifle a laugh. "I didn't know you had such a sense of humor, Brother Hai. But talk is cheap. Who's going to believe you?"
The words had barely left her mouth when she suddenly caught an unusual scent on her hand.
'It smells like... male hormones. Like Jiang Xinghai...'
At that thought, her eyes locked back onto Jiang Xinghai.
"Don't tell me you want to see for yourself whether I can perform?" Jiang Xinghai said, catching her gaze.
"Brother Hai, what are you talking about? You're teasing me. When did I ever say I wanted to see for myself? You're awful." Feng Lulu tossed the wadded-up tissues at Jiang Xinghai and turned to look out the window at the city lights.
