"Here, take the skewer, Wanqiu. Hahaha, I support you stabbing him to death!" As the only one besides Lin Li and Qu Wanqiu who had heard the conversation, Ding Sihan held back her laughter as she handed Qu Wanqiu a skewer. She had specifically picked an iron one, terrified there might be a chance Lin Li would survive.
"You... Second Sister, don't laugh at Eldest Sister." Lin Li looked her up and down before letting out a scornful laugh.
Ding Sihan stopped giggling and immediately began a cooperative hunt.
Two actual holes had been poked into Lin Li's eighteen-hundred-yuan clothes this time. But after making such a tasteless joke, the fact that his head had not actually fallen off was already a huge victory! Win!
Ding Sihan and Qu Wanqiu were not truly angry either. For one, everyone had become much more familiar with each other; for another, Lin Li had made that tease in private.
"Yes, yes, you two are young, with bright futures ahead of you. I'm an old thing, I don't understand."
Ding Sihan and Qu Wanqiu brought out Chen Tianming's same theory of hope. Lin Li, an old thing who was almost eighteen, could only go along with them.
By the time they returned, Chen Yuying had already finished her work. She handed Lin Li a steaming meat skewer.
"Both hands are covered in grease, and there's sweat on your forehead! Need me to wipe it for you, class monitor?" Lin Li said with a smile as he took it.
"No need." Chen Yuying could only find it funny that Lin Li still could not let go of the matter of wiping sweat.
"Lin Li, if you want to experience a girl wiping your sweat that badly, I can do it for you," Ding Sihan