Nangong Feihong shook off his hand.
Then he wiped his hand on his casual shirt with a disgusted look twice. Damn, this man's hand was smoother than a woman's.
Yuwen Rouyu stomped her foot and said, "Hong, you're always so rough! Unlike my liang, who is gentle as water, no wonder women like her..."
Nangong Feihong felt like throwing up, he glanced at Liang Shaochen whose face was dark with anger and placed a hand on his shoulder, laughing mockingly:
"I think not only women like him, even men like him. Now... another kind of person likes him too..."
Yuwen Rouyu was so angry that she was at a loss for words, finally squeezing out:
"You... you are being sexist, be careful or I'll sue you!" Discriminating against the third gender...
"Pfft..." Liang Shaochen who was drinking red wine heard this and sprayed it out.
Nangong Feihong was laughing so hard he almost had cramps, "Yuwen Rouyu, you didn't come alone today, did you?"
