Su Shuochi felt a little bashful under Gu Jiaojiao's gaze. "Staring at me like that, darling... Are you plotting something wicked against me?~"
"Hmm?~ Pray tell, what else could I possibly want from you?" Gu Jiaojiao asked teasingly, munching on snacks and sipping juice from her space.
"That's a good point. If you wanted me, you've already got me. As for my money... everyone knows I'm dirt poor. You can't squeeze a single cent out of me."
"I most certainly have *not* 'gotten' you yet!~ Don't you dare accuse me falsely." Gu Jiaojiao nearly choked on her chicken leg.
"What do you mean you haven't? We've kissed, we've hugged... You can't just abandon me now," Su Shuochi said, looking utterly wronged.
Gu Jiaojiao was at a loss for words.
'Isn't this twenty-five-year-old man usually so sharp? Don't tell me he actually doesn't understand what "getting" someone implies.'
