In Zhonghai, Lin Fei, carrying a hefty amount of fruit, vegetables, and various bags, appeared with Chen Qi, who clung to his arm looking as demure as a chick leaning on a person, beneath the apartment building where Chen Qi's retired parents lived.
"Lin Fei, we're about to meet my parents. You absolutely must not blow our cover. If I can't get past my parents, don't think you're going to have an easy time either," Chen Qi, whose face showed a slight blush from Lin Fei taking liberties with her during the journey and whose sexy and explosive figure felt a bit numb, pinched Lin Fei hard as a warning.
"You should be more worried about yourself," Lin Fei, with hands full of fruit and vegetables and thus unable to continue appreciating Chen Qi's proportions, replied quite displeased.
"I'll do my best to cooperate with you," Chen Qi obviously had some self-awareness as a rare trace of embarrassment flickered across her pretty eyes.
