What did it mean to have super long legs?
An Xiaxia had never considered that question. However, when she finally managed to put considerable distance between her and Sheng Yize and was panting next to an electric pole, Sheng Yize caught up with her in no time. He gave her a cold look as he held onto her collar. An Xiaxia thought enviously, "I wish I had those 180 cm legs…"
"Calm down and let's talk like civilized people. Be careful with what you're doing. You're still a star. It'll look very bad for you if someone steals a photo of you like this…" An Xiaxia tried to talk her way out of this.
Sheng Yize wasn't going to be fooled by her words. He snorted and ordered, "Explain yourself."
An Xiaxia gave a few groans, then jumped up to put the hood of his jacket over his head and said in an ingratiating tone, "Boss Yize, it's all my fault. It was just a slip of the tongue… are you hungry? Let's go get something to eat!"
