"Ah! I'm so bored! I wish someone would force themselves on me!"
Long Xiao sat on a bench, so bored that he couldn't help throwing his head back and letting out a long sigh!
They had been about to head back, but these two women had insisted on taking a bath, planning to soak in the Spirit Pool aboard the Flying Boat until dawn.
At first, Long Xiao had been delighted to hear that. But Shasha wouldn't let him join them, so he could only sit beside the pool, serving tea and pouring water.
"Force themselves on you?"
Hearing Long Xiao's helpless lament, Medusa couldn't resist asking curiously, "What do you mean, force themselves on you? Are you sick in the head?"
Long Xiao rolled his eyes at her.
Bai Ling'er, on the other hand, was all smiles.
"Shasha, just think about what kind of forcing he means."
Having always stayed by Long Xiao's side, she knew all his ridiculous expressions and corny jokes inside out.
"Force... forced... hmph! Get lost!"
Medusa slapped a sheet of pool water toward Long Xiao.
Her expression turned a little strange. She had actually misunderstood Long Xiao's nonsense just now. How utterly embarrassing.
"Shasha, don't overthink it. I'm the purest person in this world. Ask Ling'er if you don't believe me." Long Xiao sidled up with a cheeky grin, looking thoroughly pleased with himself.
"As if I don't know your true nature! Hmph!" Medusa said coldly.
"Fine, forget it, forget it. I'll go make you some clothes."
Hearing that, Long Xiao immediately lost interest and turned away to sit off to one side.
"Yes, yes!" Bai Ling'er was especially delighted to hear that her dear Long Xiao would personally make clothes for them. She really was his little fangirl.
Medusa remained skeptical. This fellow