"What's the big deal? Back when Brother An Yang and I traveled the martial world, didn't we always huddle together at night?" Huang Lan truly couldn't understand the foolish thoughts of these humans.
"That's different from staying up all night playing games."
"How is it different?" Huang Lan frowned as she looked at the exceptionally alluring Xiao Xueer. What a pity she wasn't human.
"Anyway... it's not quite the same."
"Ah, I know. You don't think I'm going to do something to your Brother An Yang, do you?" Huang Lan suddenly understood. She stared at the human in disbelief. "Then I have to say, you're really overthinking it, youngster. This king would never sink so low as to offer herself up just because of a promise. I'll sleep on the floor! Besides, I checked. That's what servants did in ancient times."
"Sister Huang Lan, why do you have to imitate a servant?"
"It's not that I want to imitate a servant. I'm willingly lowering myself for the sake of friendship and a promise. This is a virtue worthy of your admiration!"
"All right, all right, I understand, Sister Huang Lan. Thanks for the effort." Xiao Xueer looked utterly dejected.
At that moment, An Yang finally couldn't hold back and said, "Fellow Daoist Huang Lan, didn't we leave rooms for you over here? Why don't you stay in your own room? Why do you have to squeeze in with me and make me look like some utterly unscrupulous landlord? It's already the twenty-first century, yet you're still so feudal."
"This isn't called being feudal. It's called being open-minded."
"...So you do know this is called being open-minded. A single man and woman sharing a room in the middle of the night isn't appropriate in any sense, is it?"
"What's inappropriate?" Huang