1039 Responsibility
Blood Drinker was caught off guard when a sudden kiss landed on his cheek. “What are you doing?” he exclaimed in shock, hesitating to wipe away the kiss mark, feeling a tingling sensation, as if electrified.
She then strutted into the private room, leaving Blood Stealer pondering, ‘Is she… into me?’
As he entered the room, all eyes were on him. Feeling slightly guilty, he coughed to divert attention. “What’s with the stares? Go on with your fun!”
Saber approached, deadpan, and patted him on the shoulder. “Bro, it’s fine to sneak a bite, but showing off like this is a bit much!”
Blood Stealer was baffled. “What do you mean, sneaking a bite? What did I sneak?”
Thunderkill pointed at his cheek, marked with lipstick. “Parading around with a lipstick mark, mate. Honestly, we are all happy that you’ve finally moved past your eternal bachelorhood.”
Eternal bachelorhood?
Blood Stealer’s face turned crimson, and he was ready to explode with embarrassment. “Damn it, Thunderkill! Are you asking for a beating?”
Fu Lan, the mischievous little sister, examined his cheek closely. “Oh my god, that’s my sister’s lipstick shade!” She theatrically accused Blood Stealer, “What did you do to my sister for her lipstick to end up on your face?”
Xia Tangxin drank her drink and almost spat out the drink in her mouth. She looked at Fu Fang. “If this girl wants to push you out, she can just say so. What’s the point of putting up this show?”
Fu Fang was too embarrassed to face anyone. She had been silently gripping her clothes. Fortunately, the lights in the private room were colorful. Otherwise, everyone would see her burning face. She would really be too ashamed to face these people.
Deng Xin laughed so hard he could barely stand straight. “Fu Lan, your sister isn’t desperate to get married. But hey, if it comes to that, what about me? I’m not as tall as Blood Stealer, but I have my merits. How about considering me?”
Blood Stealer was not amused by that. “You think you’re better than me? In what universe? Just because Fu Fang kissed me, you’re getting all excited for what?”
The room filled with playful gasps and teasing.
Fu Fang blushed even more, feeling uncomfortable as everyone’s gaze landed on her.
Fu Lan grabbed Blood Stealer’s arm, eagerly asking, “So, are you going to take responsibility for my sister?”
Blood Drinker was taken aback. “Responsibility? What do you mean? I didn’t say I was going to take responsibility!”
“That’s right. It was my sister who kissed you.” Fu Lan then shouted across the room to Fu Fang, “Sis, you kissed him, so you should take responsibility!”
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