“I feel like I’ve lost out,” Feng Yang said.

"So what do you want?" Lei Ting asked.

"Give me a hug, and we'll be even."

"cough~"

Old Sun was speechless after hearing that.

He had never seen any classmate dare to flirt with his young lady so openly. Even Zhong Wanjun, who was her best friend, had never been so presumptuous.

Lei Ting wasn't angry at all; instead, she seemed jealous.

"No way! I want to hug your fur ball."

This made Old Sun glance at Feng Yang a few more times in the rearview mirror.

...

...

"The young lady has arrived," Old Sun reminded her.

Feng Yang also glanced outside.

"Thanks."

He opened the car door and prepared to get out.

"I brought you back, won't you invite me in for a seat?" Lei Ting said.

"..."

They've gone to such lengths to do this.

If they still refuse, then you should be sad.

I checked the system, and the three-day countdown for Lei Ting had already reached zero.

Ok, Ok.

"Let's go."

...

...

Lei Ting followed Feng Yang into the second floor of the row of houses.

He opened the door and skillfully pressed the light switch by the door.

The 20-square-meter room has a small but complete feel to it.

From the bed, table and chairs, cabinets, and a three-square-meter bathroom.

"Please sit wherever you like. I'll get you a glass of water," Feng Yang said.

Lei Ting sat down in the only chair.

Feng Yang brought over a glass of warm water and placed it on the table in front of her, while he sat down on the bed next to her.

"How is it? Isn't it a shabby little house?" Feng Yang laughed.

"Forehead..."

Lei Ting also remembered.

At first, Feng Yang invited her to his house to eat hand-shredded chicken.

She didn't want to go, so she went to the hotel.

"Excuse me..."

I couldn't help but pick up my water glass and take a sip.

Feng Yang was taken aback.

I really didn't expect her to apologize.

So cute.

"Chi~"

I couldn't help but laugh at her.

"What are you laughing at?" Lei Ting blushed slightly.

"I forgive you," Feng Yang said.

...

...

Lei Ting put down her water glass.

Feng Yang then picked up the conversation.

"You really drank it?"

"You only took two small sips, what's wrong?" Lei Ting was a little confused.

"They've put something inside," Feng Yang said with a smile.

"what!"

Lei Ting stood up abruptly.

What's raining?

"A man and a woman alone in a room, what did you say?" Feng Yang asked.

"You...!!" Lei Ting wanted to explode, but she didn't dare to directly turn hostile. "Is it really necessary? Can't you even discuss this with me?"

Seeing her slightly resigned expression.

It's almost overwhelming, giving me a sense of accomplishment that's like half-conquering someone.

"Haha, just kidding," Feng Yang said.

"..."

Lei Ting blushed instantly.

What kind of outrageous and inappropriate words did I just say?

Isn't this indirectly saying that he can...?

I really wish I could find a hole to crawl into.

Especially as Feng Yang continued to stare at her and make teasing remarks.

"Then let's discuss this now, shall we cultivate together? Let me try what the King in everyone's mind tastes like."

"..."

Lei Ting immediately took a step back.

With his head slightly lowered, he shook his head like a rattle drum.

"No, no! Absolutely not!"

When the moment came, I still couldn't accept it and couldn't get over that hurdle.

...

...

Feng Yang had also lost his patience.

He put away his teasing smile.

"Would you like to come up and sit for a while?"

"..."

Seeing Feng Yang's indifference, Lei Ting's heart skipped a beat.

I'm terrified that he'll stop helping me improve my combat power index altogether... What will I do then?

After a brief internal struggle,

That was quite decisive.

"I'll help you with my hands."

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Ps:

Are there any books similar to mine?

I didn't see it.

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