"Hmph! Change what? Ever since..."
"Forget it. No point talking about it. It's our own fault for not being capable enough. Drink, drink."
As he spoke, the burly, short-haired man poured an entire jar of wine down his throat. Yet as soon as he finished, worry returned to his face. "Big Brother, is Little Dong really all right?"
The burly, long-haired man set his wine cup on the small table, then stretched his arms, setting off a burst of crackling throughout his body.
"I know you want to go. How about this? Beat me, and I won't stop you. What do you say?"
"...Forget it."
I think you're just itching for a fight, Big Brother.
Wang Dong was a girl?!
As the God of Destruction departed, Huo Yuhao's consciousness returned from Wang Dong's Sea of Consciousness. He raised his head and opened his eyes to find Wang Dong still sitting cross-legged on his bed, her eyes closed.
"Well? Is there anything wrong with my Sea of Consciousness?"
Sensing Huo Yuhao's presence leave, Wang Dong asked curiously. To her, it seemed as though nothing had happened just now.
Huo Yuhao stared blankly at the person before him, his throat tightening slightly. Wang Dong, the good buddy he always horsed around, bickered, and squabbled with, had turned out to be a girl?
Fragments of the past came surging into his mind like a flood.
There was the time she had refused to get off his bed, the physical contact when they horsed around, and the faint fragrance that always lingered around his nose. And just now, she had even asked him to smack her bottom.
That soft sensation, and Wang Dong's flustered, embarrassed reaction...
At the thought of all this, the tips of Huo Yuhao's ears slowly began to burn beyond