When Tang Changsheng came over with his sleeves rolled up, carrying a crate of ingredients weighing dozens of pounds in one hand, Quintina exclaimed, "Huh, Ling, your boyfriend isn't all that handsome or strong, but he's got quite a bit of strength, doesn't he?"
Ling Xiaoyu held back a laugh. "Whatever you do, don't call him a sissy again. He might get even!"
Quintina curled her lip. Even if Tang Changsheng had no intention of getting even with them, they still held a grudge and planned to get even with him.
"Be careful. Something feels off about Quintina and Arabella today. They seem rather hostile toward you."
Ling Xiaoyu leaned close to Tang Changsheng, looking a little worried as she spoke.
Tang Changsheng laughed. "You're only noticing now? I could tell they were hostile the moment I saw them! If I didn't know you weren't a lesbian, I'd almost think I'd stolen you away and made them hate me for it..."
"Oh, stop it! What are you talking about? Who's a lesbian..." Ling Xiaoyu blushed and scolded him playfully, though she looked a little guilty.
Tang Changsheng froze again, dumbfounded. "Wait. Have you actually done something like that?"
"I really haven't... There was just one time when she and I got drunk..." The more Ling Xiaoyu tried to explain, the weaker her defense sounded.
"Just one time, and she was drunk? Does that mean you made the first move? And who is she?"
Ling Xiaoyu met Tang Changsheng's piercing gaze and fell so sheepishly silent that she could hardly get a word out.
Fortunately, Quintina spoke up just then. "You know I don't understand Chinese. Damn it, Ling, I don't mean you. I mean you two shouldn't speak a language I can't understand right in front of me..."
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