"When did you join the group?" Zhang Moyan stuttered.

Xiao Xingyu said "hmm" very naturally, and returned his gaze to his phone: "Why are you so surprised? Aren't you here too? I should have joined the group after you!"

Zhang Moyan seemed to see a thunderbolt strike down in her eyes, and there was a rumbling sound of thunder in her ears.

She supported her forehead with her fingers, remembering that in order to make herself easier to be recognized by her old fans, she did not change her online name and even used the flirty username "Are You Sure You Don't Want to Love Me"... No wonder Xiao Xingyu could recognize her from the crowd.

Zhang Moyan calculated that she had been in the group for more than a month. Damn, she didn't know how long Xiao Xingyu had been in... Although her current level was obtained by signing in, and she herself was not very active, she was still very social.

"Do you think someone will really wait for me at the airport?" Xiao Xingyu asked Zhang Moyan as if they were discussing some knowledge points.

Zhang Moyan had already lost the ability to organize his words, thinking to himself: You’re asking even though you already know the answer. There’s always a photo in the group chat!

Xiao Xingyu looked at Zhang Moyan, who was dumbfounded and about to cry, and turned off his phone, suppressed the smile on his lips, and said seriously: "I think you should just give in to me once. If I get the upper hand, I might lose interest in you right away."

"You..." Zhang Moyan lost her balance and almost fell off the stool.

"You can go now." Zhang Moyan felt that her face was so hot that she could fry an egg on it.

"I haven't finished eating yet," Xiao Xingyu pouted, "Isn't it true that everyone is obsessed with things they can't get? I told you not to play!"

Really, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Zhang Moyan would never have believed that a grown man could look so good with a pout. His youthful expression made people forget what was happening at the moment, forget what kind of fierce words he was saying at the moment.

By the time Zhang Moyan reacted, Xiao Xingyu had already calmly finished the last piece of shrimp cake.

He stood up, put the phone on the table into his trouser pocket, took the two remaining eggs in the bowl, and waved goodbye with understanding: "We'll have this tomorrow morning. Thank you for the treat! I won't bother you any more tonight. You've been busy, so go to bed early. There's still a lot of time to go!"