Regardless of everything, Zhou Zixiu was still happy that his good friend had a promising future.
"Oh, by the way, how are things going with that Amy?"
He suddenly remembered the plump gaming partner from Dream World and casually inquired about her.
Unexpectedly, on hearing this question, the plump friend fell silent.
After a moment, he finished the rest of his grilled sausage in one bite, his expression one of grief and indignation, "Zhou Zixiu, take advice from a brother, never trust a good-looking female player in Dream World!"
Qin Chuan: "...Huh?"
"It's all fake! All of it!" The boy chewed on his grilled sausage, his expression growing fierce, "It took me so long to get Amy's contact information in real life, and guess what?"
"That Amy in real life is a perverted man! His chest hair is even thicker than the hair on my legs!"
