Feet... Might Not Be So Bad. (Continued)

Talking to Acheron about Liu Bai was no ordinary explosive topic.

You could say Acheron shared everything with her as if she had no common sense at all.

And she...

She did not want to hear it, but she had no choice.

But the person in front of her was Acheron!

She shared, expressionlessly, how she had forced herself on her boyfriend and how her boyfriend had forced himself on her.

You could not exactly interrupt her outright, could you?

Even children knew not to provoke criminals!

Mei could only try to chalk it up to "having no common sense"—though someone who usually looked like a tragic hero at a glance really did not seem like the type to lack common sense.

But people could not live with everything too clear in their minds. When it was time to be muddleheaded, they had to be muddleheaded.

"What do you and Acheron usually talk about?"

After hearing Mei's answer, Liu Bai fell silent for a moment.

What did she mean by "my imagination is still pretty innocent"?

Was that... a compliment?

"No, I mean, how did Acheron tell you about me?"

"When doing ○ with Liu Bai, don't believe strange nonsense like 'didn't we just do it five minutes ago,' 'there isn't even a drop left,' or 'it hurts down there even when it gets ○ now.' Just pin Liu Bai down and ride..."

"Stop!"

Watching Mei begin reciting that in an expressionless, emotionless voice, Liu Bai felt another kind of PTSD coming on.

"What ancient version is this even from?! And you, white-haired one! Stop taking notes over there!"

Liu Bai could understand Mei's misty-eyed urge to see Mei, but was that not way too much information—?!

And besides, it had long since become his version!

"So what is the