"No," Li Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Zhou Zhishan was seductive and attractive in and of herself, and as an art student with an excellent figure, her charm was undeniable. Her classmate, while different in temperament, was no less beautiful.
"Feng." Zhou Zhishan noticed something off about Li Feng, and without hesitation, she threw away the video camera in her hand and wrapped her arms around Li Feng's neck.
"Love me."
"You guys..." Liu Xuan turned her head away. How could they act as if she didn't exist?
Zhou Zhishan parted Li Feng's lips and glanced at Liu Xuan, then whispered something into Li Feng's ear that made him pause.
"Why hesitate? You've already taken her 'first blood.' Besides, Feng, can you bear her being with other men?"
Li Feng, prompted by Zhou Zhishan's words, replied, "You're not jealous?"
"What's the use of being jealous? But you can't just abandon the old for the new." Zhou Zhishan admired Li Feng tremendously.
