Chương 1171: 505 with a 360-degree no-dead-angle flirt_3

"No, there's no need to think about it," Vicki Johnson said with a flushed face.

"Why not?"

"Because I... I..."

Seeing Vicki's face turning redder, Josh Levs came to her rescue, saying, "Because the flower yearns, but the water is heartless. Lucas, you might as well give up this time. Vicki is my little sister, and if you dare lay a finger on her, you're dead meat." After speaking, Josh Levs made a throat-slitting gesture.

Lucas rolled his eyes in disdain and said, "Don't you Yat Nation people have a saying, 'Gladly would I die beneath the peony, for a ghostly life of elegance'? I really admire the boldness of that statement."

Is that what you call boldness?

Suddenly, everyone felt that Lucas's understanding of Yat Nation idioms was as skewed as White Palmer's.

Gem Atkinson's face darkened the whole time, only glaring at Forsythia Brown. He knew she caused trouble as a child, but didn't know the specifics. Now that he knew the details, how could he not be upset?