The hoarse figure grunted and didn't dodge, only to say harshly, "Get lost! Are you blind? Who is your Ms. Xuerui!"
Chu Feng held onto the black-clad figure's waist tightly and refused to let go, feeling the smooth and delicate grasp of her slender waist, and he was greatly relieved:
"You are my Ms. Xuerui, Wang Xuerui! The scent on your body has betrayed you! If it's not you, then beat me to death!"
The black-clad figure and Chu Feng were locked in a stalemate for a while before she suddenly deflated, letting out a petulant and melodious moan, her voice becoming as clear and pleasant as the sound of a silver bell:
"So what if it is, so disobedient, I won't acknowledge you as my brother anymore! Get your dog paw off me!"
Chu Feng looked up and chuckled, "I won't remove it, I..."
"Hiss—" The moment his hand moved, Wang Xuerui shuddered, emitting a pained moan as she went limp in Chu Feng's arms.
