"What are you, a three-year-old?" Bai Youwei, who had long found him annoying, couldn't hold back anymore and blurted out, "You whine whenever you see others eating, and when you get fed, you still have endless inquiries. Shall I buy you a copy of "One Hundred Thousand Whys" for you to read?"
Tan Xiao took a few gulps of yogurt, belched on the side, and frowned, "Yeah, be mature, isn't it just a game? With Brother Xiao covering your back, what's there to worry about?"
Shen Fei felt wronged and sulkingly looked at his cousin.
Shen Mo didn't look at him, pushed Bai Youwei to leave. As they passed by, he lightly patted his cousin's shoulder and said, "There's no need to be that anxious."
Shen Fei felt another hit to his chest, even more aggrieved.
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