"He's not frigid, he's gay!" Lu Junjie, who had been sitting quietly by the computer, suddenly said something shocking, and immediately a pillow hit his head. Then Wei Changge also rushed over, grabbed his neck and shook him: "Lu, you are looking for death!"
"I was wrong, brother, you... You are not gay... Are you still... Still frigid?" Amidst Lu Junjie's intermittent begging for mercy, everyone staggered with laughter.
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