"I don't want you."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true," Jiutiao Meiji said, her gaze shifting to the Shiba Inu.
"Then why did you arrive at the date spot earlier than me?"
"You wanna die, huh?"
"Hahaha, I know, your love for me is all kept inside, unspoken."
"It was the driver who drove fast, how could this young lady possibly wait for someone?" Jiutiao Meiji said discontentedly, "Missing you... only to the extent of swimming at home."
Dubian Che hugged her tightly: "Swimming from Yachuan to Tokyo is about 370 kilometers, it's too small just swimming in the pool!"
"Who knows if you really swam?" Jiutiao Meiji, feeling a slight pressure that was quite comfortable, leaned her head on his chest.
"I'll swim for you right now!"
"Go ahead, I'll watch."
"I'm really going."
"Uh-huh."
"I'm really, really going."
"Go on, hurry up." Jiutiao Meiji pretended to push him away.
