Chapter 291 – Great God, I heard you’re going to travel a thousand li to deliver (25)
Yan Luo has no idea how Fang Shi managed to say such shameless things with a straight face, nor does she know where he found all these weird and cringeworthy lines, yet he’s using them more and more fluently.
Yan Luo thought to herself : This must be a fake blackening male god.
[fs-brand corny love talk, so cringe it makes me want to puke. Here, let me puke first as a sign of respect.]
[Oh my god, how did things even end up like this??!! I just want to ask, Brother Luo, how do you even tolerate him?!]
[I don’t want to eat dog food, but the dog food tells me : “Shut up. Eat quietly.” 😭]
[Brother Luo, you two are definitely true love, no doubt 😭. Please, stop proving it to us, I don’t want to hear it.]
[Am I the only one sensing Brother Luo’s silent disdain? Disdainful, yet tolerant… Ugh, why are you two so disgustingly sweet?]
[If you two are this mushy, why not just get married already? Just curious, have you guys met up in real life? Have you been this cringey face-to-face?]
Fang Shi, who had memorized all the cheesy lines from that one website and thought that everything is right, instinctively blurted out a response without thinking.
“Of course we’re all lovey-dovey! Marriage—” …would have to be abroad.
Realizing what he was about to say, Fang Shi quickly swallowed the second half of his sentence. Then, recalling what he’d said to Yan Luo before, he broke into a cold sweat.
Yep, recently, a certain someone had been too nice and too accommodating, so he was getting too cocky.
Seeing the barrage of chat messages steering toward a dangerous direction, Fang Shi hurried to do damage control.
“Marriage? I’d travel ten thousand li to deliver it! I’ll meet up with Luo and marry him on the spot, just as long as he’s a girl! If that were the case, I’d drop everything and propose to him right now!”
fs said this with a laugh, teasing the chat. Most people caught the joke.
Except for one particular person, who narrowed her eyes ever so slightly.
Yan Luo lowered her gaze, glancing at his slightly open collar. Her pale, delicate collarbones peeked through, and below that, soft skin was wrapped in white fabric.
Yan Luo : Hah. Men are all pigs, always talking nonsense without thinking.
—Then why don’t you come and try?
Yan Luo remained silent for a long time. fs, already onto the next game, started to feel a little uneasy.
Was Luo mad? Or what? fs thought his response had been pretty decent, no?
He was baffled.
Then, her phone vibrated lightly. Yan Luo raised a brow and looked down.
fs : [I was joking. You’re not mad, are you?]
Luo : [No.]
fs : [Oh…]
—…So was that a mad “no” or a not mad “no”?
fs narrowed his eyes, wondering if he should start reading books on male psychology.
In any case, he has sunk so deep.
He has fallen1 out of control, yes, he admitted it.
Luckily, fs didn’t dare go overboard in private. After exchanging a few messages, Yan Luo left for the lab to do experiments.
Even someone like Yan Luo was starting to struggle under fs’s relentless flirting, it had been almost half a month of nonstop bombardment.
Seriously, where did he even find so many nauseatingly sweet lines? And how did he have the audacity to say them out loud?
Halfway through her experiment, a Senior Sister who was also doing research in the lab came in. The Senior Sister hesitated slightly before approaching Yan Luo with a somewhat conflicted expression and a slight frown.
“Hey, Junior Brother… someone’s looking for you outside.”
“For me?”
Bathed in sunlight, the ‘boy’ looked up from her work, and raised her brow slightly.
- Yan Luo’s name 落 (luò) literally means “to fall”. ↩︎