Ye Tiao originally thought she was a docile lamb, caught off guard by such a statement, and suddenly choked on a mouthful of smoke, coughing violently.
It must be said, the contrast was a bit extreme.
Ye Tiao finally managed to stop coughing, looked up, and noticed that Shi Mei had already seated herself.
Shi Mei looked at her with a somewhat serious gaze and said, "I'm a bit thirsty."
Ye Tiao: "..."
She turned and walked to the fridge, taking out a bottle of mineral water and tossing it over.
Steadily, Shi Mei caught it.
Nonchalantly, she twisted open the cap and gulped down half of it.
She obviously wasn't standing on ceremony.
Ye Tiao flicked the cigarette ash and laughed, "Can you take off that mask?"
"Can't."
"Why?"
"I'm disfigured, ugly."
"What if I insist on seeing?"
"Then it would just break," Shi Mei shrugged, "Tang Wu said that if she thought we could both get what we wanted, I would come to find you."
"Both get what we wanted?"
