"Fengfeng, is it really that scary?" Ye Ge couldn't help but ask.
"No, it's not," Nan Feng's mind actually flashed through an image, a particularly dirty image, and she couldn't help but ask, "What did you two do...after that?"
Ye Ge looked at Nan Feng with a meaningful gaze, "After that, we naturally became completely honest with each other."
It seemed that the image was indeed real.
For the first time, Nan Feng felt that the phrase "completely honest" was dirty—no, it was dirty coming from Ye Ge's mouth.
Her face turned red instantly.
And looking at Nan Feng's reaction, Ye Ge couldn't help but ask, "Fengfeng, did you just remember something?"
"No, no, no," Nan Feng picked up a chicken leg from the ground and subconsciously took a bite, but before she could chew, Ye Ge snatched it away, "Fengfeng, it's dirty, don't eat that. Isn't there more here?"
Nan Feng was almost at her limit.
