An Taiyan took a sip of tea, calmed his emotions, and looked at Long Fei with satisfaction, "Indeed, my granddaughter would never marry a fake foreign devil. I like this grandson-in-law of mine."
Zhang Yang's face instantly turned green. He stared at An Xiaoke, somewhat shocked, "Little Ke, is everything he said true?"
An Xiaoke didn't want to entangle with him and decisively used Long Fei to make him give up, "Yes, he is my boyfriend. I love him very much, so please stop harboring any thoughts about me. You are my teacher, and I am your student, that's all there is to it."
As she spoke, she deliberately leaned closer to Long Fei, feigning intimacy.
Long Fei's hand was originally on her shoulder. When she moved, it slid forward, and Long Fei quickly moved it aside as if electrocuted.
This girl, though not looking much,
An Xiaoke naturally noticed and felt her heart skip a beat, immediately wishing she could find a hole to crawl into from embarrassment.
