Lin Zhenzhen's eyes sparkled: "Heh, what a silly little pig!"
Yu Jiamu quickly returned, and when he came back, there was a note on his seat: Sorry, I didn't know you couldn't eat spicy food.
He chuckled lightly, "It's nothing. Actually, I can usually tolerate a little chili, I just accidentally choked on it."
Yeah?
Looking at the bloodshot eyes around his eyes, Lin Zhenzhen felt that his words were not convincing at all.
"Have you finished eating? If you have, I'll go pay the bill." Yu Jiamu said, getting up to leave.
A small hand reached out from beside him and tugged at the hem of his clothes.
Lin Zhenzhen tiptoed, her cool fingertips quickly tracing across the corner of his mouth.
Yu Jiamu was stunned and didn't know how to react for a moment.
Lin Zhenzhen naturally wiped her hands on the paper, watching him silently open his mouth: "Dirty stuff."
The system mercilessly commented: "[The King's filth.]"
She very "casually" fanned herself with her palm right under Yu Jiamu's nose, then lifted a section of her long hair, revealing the back of her fair neck.
"Wait a minute." Yu Jiamu grabbed her arm, his tone becoming more serious, "You here..."
Lin Zhenzhen froze instantly, her eyes widening in horror, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around her neck.
"Is it... a bruise?"
Lin Zhenzhen's body trembled almost imperceptibly. She lowered her eyes and gently shook her head.
Yu Jiamu was silent for a moment before speaking, "Who hit you, Chen Tiantian?"
Lin Zhenzhen did not answer. Her phone, which was on the table, vibrated twice and then the screen lit up.
Someone sent her a text message.
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