Yu Jingchen frowned deeply, feeling very, very uncomfortable.
Xiao Qingyao patted Lu Yaoling's shoulder, reminding him in a mumbling tone, "You'd better not talk nonsense, okay? Be careful or this guy might break out in hives again."
Lu Yaoling was slow to catch on. "Oh... right, how could I forget about his germophobia? He breaks out in a rash whenever he comes into contact with dirty things."
Before he could finish speaking, Lu Yaoling swayed as he corrected himself. "No, that's not right, it happens with dirty things, but women aren't dirty things."
Yu Jingchen growled in a low voice. "Shut up."
"Haha..." Lu Yaoling laughed. "Look, he's mad, must have hit a nerve, right? That's why he's angry?"
Yu Jingchen, dark-faced, issued an eviction order. "I'm going to sleep now, get out."