"Why are you following me?"
"Who said I'm following you? I'm just passing by, okay?" Gu Yanzhi hung his sunglasses coquettishly, opened the car window, and felt like he was being driven out of the trolley for his aggressive off-roading.
"Are you thirsty? The refrigerator in the car has everything you like to drink."
Xu Mo raised his head and said, "Gu Yanzhi, are you sick?"
"What, yogurt, let me get it for you."
"I think you are sick."
The story of happy enemies