"Cough cough, it's just... necessary for the treatment, just necessary for the treatment."
Yang Fei was at a loss for words, finally squeezing out a sentence with difficulty.
He approached quickly, deftly removed the silver needles, then turned to leave in a shabby manner, very gentlemanly closing the door behind him: "Sister Xueyi, you should get dressed first."
"Pah, you cowardly villain!"
Lin Xueyi spat disdainfully, her cheeks flushed and her heart pounding, muttering to herself: "Why am I not angry at all after being taken advantage of by this little thief again?"
Half an hour later, Lin Xueyi was fully dressed and descended the stairs gracefully, while Yang Fei was chatting idly with Li Hong.
Since it was morning, the hotel was almost empty, as the time from morning to noon was generally the most leisurely part of the day.
Su Yinxue had been busy these last two days preparing for a fashion show, while Zhang Lifang was sleeping in her room.
