Sheng Yang yawned lazily. "One boyfriend is already enough trouble."
Those words were so sweet, so unconsciously sweet.
Ever since he met Sheng Yang, Yi Juncheng really found himself quite easy to satisfy. He lowered his eyes. "Then it seems that I have to do a little more to distract you from paying attention to others. However…"
The conversation took a sharp turn. "What's the name of the person who suggested it?"
Teacher Liu Hao's inescapable nightmare had arrived.
He would regret his untimely joke for the rest of his life.
**
The next day, after class, a seemingly low-key but unusual silver-gray car stopped at the academy's gate.
Sheng Yang, who had an extremely sharp anti-reconnaissance sense, naturally noticed it. She was a famous author of detective novels and had always been very observant when it came to such matters.
