"You're in for a treat tonight, Lin Yuan!" Qi Yinhong grinned mischievously at him.

"Remember to be gentle," Zhang Yang patted Lin Yuan's shoulder, "Little Gao is a delicate flower."

Everyone exchanged knowing glances and laughed.

"Get lost!" Lin Yuan shivered, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Gay... ah no, Little Gao, I know I'm quite charming, but I'm really not into that..."