"Ling Tong, why did you get back so fast? Weren't you supposed to be on a date?"
"Ling Tong, is your boyfriend not much good? Want your big sis to give him some endurance training?"
"I'd advise you not to joke around recklessly," Red Snake said with a chuckle. "Ling Tong's boyfriend is a little terrifying. We'd better keep our distance. Cheering and showing our approval with applause from afar will be enough."
"Huh? What's wrong with you, Red Snake? Shouldn't you be stirring things up right now, saying something like Big Brother Deep Sea has gone limp lately?"
"Ah, I witnessed a rather unpleasant scene earlier," Red Snake sighed gloomily. "Don't pry into secrets that aren't your responsibility. Mind the rules."
"He isn't my boyfriend yet."
Ling Tong's voice rang out, calm and composed:
"But I must correct you on one point. He's a very good person, cheerful and quite gentlemanly."
The chat channel fell silent for a while.
Several girls murmured softly:
"Oh no, Tongtong has fallen hard."
"Ah! So annoying! Tongtong is so cool, yet she's been bewitched by a creature called a man! I love Tongtong!"
"How handsome must this man be? How far have you gotten? Have you started kissing? Have you learned about the user experience of high-elastic films and ribbed films?"
Inside the truck compartment, Daoist Wang raised a hand and touched his cheek, feeling smooth skin beneath his fingers.
He usually kept his stubble properly trimmed.
Black Instructor made a pout with his mechanical face and muttered, "Feels like our cabbage has been rooted up by a pig."
Wang Jixuan frowned. "Senior, insulting people is where you're wrong."
"Hahaha," Black Instructor continued muttering, "these people are far too unalert. They still haven't noticed enemy aircraft entering the airspace. They're about to fail."