"Hey, Little Monkey!" Luo Yirui grinned widely as he walked over.
Among everyone, Luo Yirui was the only one not fazed by Hou Baiyu's cold and indifferent demeanor.
But, Little Monkey?...
The young ones held back their laughter as Hou Baiyu stared at Luo Yirui, expressionless, yet didn't brush off the hand on his shoulder. Indeed, Luo Yirui was special.
"At least you should call me Brother Baiyu." Hou Baiyu said, his face slightly darkened.
Luo Yirui waved his hand, "Doesn't matter what you call me, call me anything you like."
Hou Baiyu: "..." This should be what he said; this guy's greatest trait was his thick skin, capable of withstanding anything.
Luo Yirui dragged Hou Baiyu over to face Jing Yuansi, who was walking over, "Sister Yuanxi, congratulations on taking another step into the realm of older young women!"
The young ones: "..."
