Yu Fei rushed into the kitchen and closed the door, not caring what he would think. With her back against the glass door, she pressed one hand against her chest and took a few deep breaths. Her heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was about to jump out of her chest.
"Yu Fei, oh Yu Fei, what's wrong with you? Why are you becoming more and more timid?" she complained to herself softly.
Feng Yi always asked her if she was treating him like a monster, and now it seemed like she was right. She did not even dare to look him in the eye. She was so timid that she looked down on herself.
"Isn't it just a man? Didn't you only sleep with him twice? What's the big deal? It's not like the end of the world. Why do you care so much?"
