I pressed the random button and this is what we ended up with. [ He says, thumbing back towards the booth.

At least he’s taking responsibility?

He was still leaning his weight on Jingyi (it felt too nice to stop), but turned his head to look at him and poke a finger at his cheek. ]

I blame him. For thinking about Hanguang-Jun so much. He’s lucky I don’t fight him just for making me turn out like this.

[ So much for responsibility. ]