The sports car, which had resumed normal driving speed, slowly stopped next to the small taxi. The opaque car window rolled down, and the two people saw the handsome young man in the driver's seat lower his head, light a cigarette, take a deep breath, and exhale. Through the swirling smoke, he turned his head and smiled at them.
"Was it you who just gave me the middle finger?"
People in the world generally bully the weak and fear the strong. Even if a rich person curses his ancestors behind his back, most people will remain silent to avoid trouble if they encounter him directly, even if they can't stand his arrogance.
But... Ye Tan is a simpleton.
The handsome, sunny young man opened the taxi door and got out. He walked to Mu Chunfeng's car window, his face displaying a "eat shit" expression. He stretched out his left hand, made a fist, and then flicked out a long, slender middle finger.
"It is I! I will let you enjoy it one more time."
"Fuck you..." Mu Chunfeng's gentle smile turned slightly dark as he gritted his teeth and suppressed the swear words he couldn't hold back.
Just then, sensing something was wrong, the driver stepped on the gas, and the taxi started up with a hum, turning around at an incredible speed and disappearing in a puff of white smoke.
"Hey? Driver? Hey!!" Ye Tan never expected the driver to be so cowardly, actually running off without even asking for the fare? It's still several bus stops away from the university! And quite a distance from the station! How is he going to get to school?
She smiled gently in the spring breeze.
"Screw you!" Ye Tan glared at him, put her hands in her pockets, and strode towards the school.
The spoiled young master squinted at him for a while, started the car, and slowly followed beside him, saying softly, "Apologize, and I'll take you wherever you want to go."
"You?" Ye Tan snorted.
"I have never broken my word."
"Okay! Sorry, young master. Alright, I'm going to Xinyang Residential Area near L University." Ye Tan said casually, opened the car door, and sat in the back seat as if they were old friends.
Mu Chunfeng was completely stunned.
He didn't actually want to hear Ye Tan's apology; his words were merely a way to humiliate Ye Tan for daring to give him the middle finger. After all, judging from Ye Tan's personality, she wasn't someone who would easily back down.
But he underestimated Ye Tan. In Ye Tan's eyes, not doing something that could be avoided with just a few words was just being a fool.
Mu Chunfeng almost choked on his breath, but after subtly taking out a small bottle of spray and sniffing it, his slightly flushed face returned to its original paleness.
Mu Chunfeng started the car, but still said sarcastically, "Hmph... I thought you had a tough backbone, but it turns out you're nothing special."
"It's a fool not to take advantage of a good deal," Ye Tan retorted.
At the entrance of Xinyang Residential Area, Ye Tan got out of the car and turned to Mu Chunfeng with a bright smile: "Oh, by the way, young master, you just said that you never break your word? That's not necessarily true."
"I brought you here." Mu Chunfeng's expression darkened further.
Ye Tan extended her middle finger and gestured at him with a smile: "Do you remember what you just said?"
Mu Chunfeng suddenly thought of something.
When Ye Tan gave him the middle finger for the second time, he couldn't help but swear, but he swallowed the last word back.
So that swear word became "I fuck you".
His face immediately turned extremely ugly.
Ye Tan laughed heartily as she walked into the residential area.
Mu Chunfeng stared at his retreating figure with gloomy eyes. After a long while, he suddenly sneered, "This young master never goes back on his word. Kid... you'll have plenty to regret when you get to this young master's bed."
Ye Tan took the elevator to the 9th floor, bent down and felt a key in the blanket under the door of 901. After opening the door, she put the key back in and then pushed the door open and went in.
"Uh...ah...so good...oh..."
"here?"
"Harder... Ah Xun there, yes... oh... so good..."
Faint moans echoed in the room.
Ye Tan froze at the doorway, his facial muscles twitching wildly.
As best friends who have been together since kindergarten for fifteen years, Ye Tan could recognize his good buddy Yin Chen's voice even in the bustling city, let alone in this quiet room where only Yin Chen's voice was echoing.
The voice that uttered only two short words was a male voice.
male voice.
man!
Two men! What are they doing?! Making those suggestive sounds! What on earth are they doing?!
Could this be the legendary homosexual relationship?!
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