Chu Molin lay on the bed with his eyes closed. Hearing Qin Lang's question, he turned his head to glance at him but said nothing.
Qin Lang looked at Chu Molin, puzzled. What did that mean?
"What are you trying to express by looking at me and not saying anything?" Qin Lang thought it was faster to just ask directly.
"Stupid." Chu Molin uttered the word coldly.
"Hey, Chu Molin, that's not nice. I just asked if you guys had fun in the city, how does that make me stupid?" Qin Lang argued.
"You're not stupid like this?" No matter how Chu Molin looked, he felt Qin Lang was getting dumber and dumber.
"What's wrong with me?" Qin Lang looked down, nothing seemed off, and he was dressed decently.
"Nothing, just go to bed. Don't you have work tomorrow?" Chu Molin glanced at the gossip-hungry Qin Lang. He wasn't interested in wasting sleep time gossiping with him, especially about his own affairs.
Chu Molin closed his eyes after speaking, leaving Qin Lang alone and annoyed.