Song Yi held his breath as he leaned back comfortably on the chair, not intending to go back to watch the movie anymore. “Didn’t you ask me what I want to drink, bring me a can of yogurt.”

Getting off the hook, Gu Xingchuan immediately got up took a bottle of yogurt from the refrigerator, and threw it to Song Yi. “You don’t have any meat in your body, so you should drink more milk.”

Song Yi twisted open the bottle cap and took a small sip, leaving a sticky milk mark on his lips.

Gu Xingchuan looked at him with a hint of warmth. Song Yi leaned over and closed the distance between the two, and his warm breath fell on Gu Xingchuan’s straight nose causing a slight itch.

Gu Xingchuan was taken aback for a moment and blinked his eyes innocently. “What are you doing?”

“Didn’t you just say I’m pretty erotic?” Song Yi lowered his voice and asked.

Gu Xingchuan smelled the sweet and sour taste of the yogurt on his lips, and excitedly licked them even though he felt something amiss, and couldn’t explain why but still nodded stiffly.

Song Yi curled his lips and smiled, then gently patted Gu Xingchuan’s cheek with one hand. “I’m quite erotic but no one will be as erotic as you.”

Gu Xingchuan turned his face away indifferently and suddenly lowered his gaze and saw a large amount of yogurt poured into his dark jeans. Song Yi shook his hand holding the bottle and even spilled drops on Gu Xingchuan’s.

“What are you doing?” Gu Xingchuan looked at him with disdain and frowned displeasingly.

Song Yi took out a few tissues and threw them to him, calmly saying. “Sorry, my hands shook because of anger.”

He deserves it, he was tired of living if he dared to play tricks on him.

It must have been intentional but Gu Xingchuan could only glare at him as he wiped it with tissue in disgust.

After wiping it for a while, Gu Xingchuan realized that it was not cleaning at all. Although there was no trace of wetness, a white mark was left which was particularly conspicuous on the black pants, making people think something else.

Song Yi glanced at it, then picked up a thin gold-rimmed glasses and put them on, happily putting his hand in his pocket as he walked out.

The little bastard hasn’t made any improvements. All these years, Gu Xingchuan has never beaten him in terms of pranks.

Gu Xingchuan stared at his graceful figure, threw the tissue, and took big steps to follow him.

As he went out, he vaguely saw the surprised look in the waiter’s eyes and a soft exclamation, “Is it safe to watch that animation?”

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