After hearing this, Ye Fei couldn't help but chuckle wickedly, "Xiao Yu, why not just save the paper. You could use..."
As he said this, Ye Fei licked his lips with his tongue.
Nie Xiaoyu immediately blushed deeply and slapped Ye Fei hard on the leg.
"Although I treat you as Ye Hong, I still know you're not him. It took me a lot of determination to do this much for you, and still, you're not satisfied," she said.
Seeing that Nie Xiaoyu was not agreeing, Ye Fei helplessly handed her a few sheets of paper.
The moment Nie Xiaoyu caught the paper, her gaze softened immediately.
Hiss!
Ye Fei inhaled sharply, slowly closing his eyes.
Ah, even though I know Xiao Yu sees me as Ye Hong.
Still, I have feelings too.
Forget all that, just enjoy the experience.
Ye Fei, secretly delighted, suddenly recalled the earlier conversation.
"By the way, Xiao Yu. What did you mean when you said Ye Hong hardly had any worries? You mean he did have some troubles, right?"
