Zhan Mingwei rolled his eyes at him. "So you're a beast too."
"Wrong, I'm a ferocious beast." Li Shaobin raised his eyebrows delightedly.
"I can tell you've been caged up for ages." Zhan Mingwei looked at his bottom part with despise. "Don't get caged up for too long. Old Song might've been caged up for too long—that's why he became so savage."
Song Chuyi was speechless. "How am I savage?"
"So she's ignoring you now." Zhan Mingwei came back to the topic. "Because she's ignoring you, you're in a bad mood?"
Song Chuyi continued to drink his water and refused to answer that question.
Li Shaobin snorted secretly in his heart and began to put on a pretence again. "Since she's ignoring you, then just ignore her too."
Song Chuyi glared at him again. He wanted to ignore her too but he couldn't hold it in. With such a soft woman swaying in front of him every day, he couldn't hold it in.
He also felt that he had been a little sick recently.