Something useful?
Lu Fengxuan's curiosity was piqued, and she quietly leaned over, reaching out with her small hand:
"What useful thing? Let me learn too."
She had a good idea. Since he wasn't giving it to her, she would snatch it away.
To her surprise, Yu Chiyin seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, stretching out his arm and accurately grabbing her wrist, then casually stuffing the "magazine" under the pillow.
Seeing this, Lu Fengxuan stared at the pillow several times, insisting:
"Brother Ayin, I must see what treasure it is that you're hiding so tightly."
One hand was held by him, unable to move, but her other hand suddenly wrapped around his neck, pressing the full weight of her body onto his.
Unable to outpower him, she used all her limbs, tangling up and pestering him in all kinds of troublesome ways to wear him down.
"Lu Fengxuan, are you a dog or something?"
"That's right, I am. What are you going to do about it! Ah, Yu Chiyin, you're cheating!"
