"How should I arrange this? Sigh, Chengyu, you're still single," Shen Dong suddenly laughed, looking Zhou Chengyu up and down with insinuation in his eyes, "Have you lost your pursuit, or have you lost your desire..."
"Get lost!" Zhou Chengyu's face turned red, and he raised his arm to hit.
Shen Dong ran away like a wisp of smoke.
He didn't think Zhou Chengyu could catch up, so he stopped after running a few steps, turned around, and Zhou Chengyu caught him red-handed.
"Chengyu, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't hit me," Shen Dong really was a bit afraid Zhou Chengyu would actually hit him, hurriedly covering his head.
After a while, there was no pain in his head.
Looking up, he saw Zhou Chengyu's troubled gaze darting around.
"Chengyu, what are you looking for?" With that question from Shen Dong, Zhou Chengyu's face turned even redder.
