61: 62, Are you a Vampire?
61: 62, Are you a Vampire?
An Xiaoyu never expected that after Shen Yufeng said those words, he would just lean down.
“Beep…”
It was unclear who accidentally honked the car horn, but that sound pulled both of them back to reality.
An Xiaoyu, covering her neck, glared angrily: “Shen Yufeng, are you a Vampire?”
Shen Yufeng chuckled: “If I were a Vampire, would you still be alive to talk to ?”
“…”
An Xiaoyu glared at him and huffily broke free.
“I want to get out of the car!”
“It’s just another stamp, don’t be so stingy!”
Damn it, another stamp?
An Xiaoyu turned her head back in frustration.
“This is the second ti already, where will it be next?”
Shen Yufeng turned his head and looked at her intently, a gleam of light sparkling in his dark pupils.
“Next ti?
Hmm, I need to think about it.
How about this, next ti you choose a place?”
An Xiaoyu really felt like hitting soone.
Ah… can God be any more shaless?
“Rascal!”
“Kissing soone else’s wife is what’s rascally, kissing my own wife—what cri is there in that?”
“You…” An Xiaoyu was dumbfounded, “Who is your wife?”
“Tonight, didn’t you just propose to ?
And now, I have clearly told you, I accept.
So, if you’re not my wife, who is?”
An Xiaoyu’s headache beca even worse.
“I already said it was only a ga!”
“I don’t care.
I am serious.
You think you can back out?”
An Xiaoyu’s temples throbbed.
How could Shen Yufeng have caused such chaos in her world in just a few days?
“Shen Yufeng, Shen Handso, have you ever heard the saying that a twisted lon never tastes sweet?”
Shen Yufeng rely smiled brightly.
“No problem, bro likes bitter gourd!
That’s what makes it challenging!”
An Xiaoyu was left speechless.
However, this ti Shen Yufeng didn’t trouble her any further and said with a smile: “It’s getting late, I’ll walk you upstairs.”
“No need, no need, I can go ho by myself!”
An Xiaoyu, like a frightened little rabbit, jumped out of the car, ran to the entrance of the building, stopped, looked back at him, and noticed that he still hadn’t left.
She stomped her foot and then disappeared.
Shen Yufeng leaned against the car door, watching her panicked retreat with great amusent.
*
The next day, An Xiaoyu arrived at the studio with dark circles under her eyes and wearing a high-collared shirt.
She had insomnia again for the first half of the last night.
It was all Shen Yufeng’s fault for saying all those nonsensical things to her.
Seeing An Xiaoyu co in, Gu Xiaobei was the first to rush to her side.
“Xiaoyu, co clean, when did you et that handso guy?
Qianqian says he looks like my idol, is it true?”
An Xiaoyu could only nod.
“A little bit!”
Gu Xiaobei, filled with envy, said, “That’s so not cool, not telling us!
Hey, what’s with your neck?”
An Xiaoyu quickly went to cover it, but it was too late.
“Mosquito bite!” An Xiaoyu, extrely embarrassed, had to lie.
“Pfft!” Everyone responded with disbelief, “Oh, sure, tell that to the ghosts!”
Gu Xiaobei grinned mischievously, “No wonder you’re wearing a high-collared shirt, and those dark circles…
Talking about a probationary period, I think it sounds more like a trial period, right?”
An Xiaoyu collapsed weakly onto the desk.
She felt more wronged than Dou E!
It was all Shen Yufeng’s doing on purpose…
This guy is simply a scourge!
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