"I'm a man... a wife's husband... a child's father..."
"Between men... it can actually work too..."
"How strange... I think I've fallen in love with this feeling. I'm sorry... honey... Watashi... truly am a proper man..."
Bai Bufan's voice, full of depravity, restrained repression, and sorrow, drifted faintly from behind Lin Li.
Lin Li: "?"
There's another expert?
"No, Bai Bufan, are you sick? I'm acting out a Japanese drama in front, and you're performing Sichuan opera behind me. Who the hell can handle that?"
Lin Li finally couldn't hold it together anymore. Cursing under his breath, he broke free from Bai Bufan's hands.
Once both of them had shut up, Lin Li looked at Ding Sihan, who was laughing across from him. He rubbed his chin, raised an eyebrow, and made a reasonable deduction.
"Dingzi, so you often enjoy... huh?"
"Don't slander me!" Ding Sihan's teasingly drawn-out tone made her face flush slightly. She immediately denied it. "That meme's been pretty popular online lately. I only remembered the lines because I came across it last night. I don't usually watch that kind of stuff. Who's as disgusting as you?"
"You didn't have to insult him that badly..."
Bai Bufan softly defended his good friend.
—Of course, the good friend Bai Bufan meant was "that kind of stuff" from Ding Sihan's sentence.
As for Lin Li, he really was disgusting. No problem there. She'd insulted him well.
Lin Li, the one being insulted, merely giggled. He had no intention of deeply discussing this topic with girls anyway, so he stopped while he was ahead and didn't respond.
But honestly, Lin Li felt there were simply too many things to watch out for after getting a Japanese girlfriend.
Friends, coworkers, bosses, and neighbors absolutely could not be brought home. She couldn't