Bai Weiwei heard the words "hotel," and her face immediately turned red all the way to the roots of her ears.
She shyly lowered her head, and in a reproachful whisper, she said, "Oh my, why do you always think about these kinds of things?"
Ye Fei chuckled with a smirk, proudly holding Bai Weiwei's thigh as he said, "Isn't this the biological instinct passed down by our genes? Wei Wei, don't you feel the same?"
Already too embarrassed for words, Bai Weiwei couldn't even open her mouth to answer that question.
Yet, in her mind, she instantly recalled the scene of waking up in the hotel bed with Ye Fei that day.
"I'm also a little..."
Ding-a-ling!
Just as Bai Weiwei was trying to overcome her shyness and about to voice her thoughts.
Ye Fei's cellphone went off at the most untimely moment.
Bai Weiwei was taken aback, and quickly changed the subject, "Ye Fei, you should answer the phone first."
Ye Fei frowned irritably and pulled out his phone angrily.
