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"Hurry, put me down!"
Liu Piaopiao, who was still on Ye Fei's neck, nearly peed herself out of fright, frantically slapping Ye Fei's head.
Ye Fei, of course, knew that now was not the time for playing around.
If someone really saw Liu Piaopiao riding on his neck, what dignity would she have left as a director?
Without hesitation, Ye Fei bent forward at once.
His hands instinctively pushed back, and Liu Piaopiao slid down, clinging to his back.
"Ouch!"
The moment she landed, Liu Piaopiao cried out, lifting her hand to smack Ye Fei on the back.
Ye Fei, puzzled, turned his head and then understood why he'd been hit.
Liu Piaopiao's tight-fitting uniform shirt had rolled up, and her undergarment had rubbed off against his back and was about to pop out of the collar.
"Who is it?"
Liu Piaopiao hastily straightened her clothes, wary of the person outside waiting too long and growing suspicious, then asked aloud.
