Zhang Feng finally couldn't hold back any longer.
"Hahahaha, this young man is a gigolo."
Hearing her laughter, Wang Hu picked her up and strode into the residential area.
"Keep laughing, you'll be the one yelling later!"
"Alright, I'd like to see how you make me call you that." A mischievous glint flashed in Zhang Feng's eyes.
When Wang Hu got home, he lightly hooked the door shut with his foot, tossed aside the things he was carrying, and then strode toward the sofa with Zhang Feng in his arms.
After a while, Wang Hu stood up as if he had lost his soul. "Your period's here? Ah..."
Enraged, Wang Hu roared to the sky and slumped dejectedly onto the sofa.
Zhang Feng got up and turned on the light. Looking at Wang Hu, who was slumped on the sofa like a deflated balloon, she burst out laughing.
"Hahahaha, do you still want me to yell?"
Wang Hu watched her laugh so hard she was doubled over, his gaze involuntarily falling on her rosy lips.
Zhang Feng felt his burning gaze, grabbed her bag, and tried to run. Wang Hu reacted quickly, grabbing her and pinning her against the wall.
Zhang Feng looked into Wang Hu's eyes and shook her head vigorously.
"no."
"What's wrong?"
"No, no! Let go of me!" Zhang Feng's face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple.
"Will you dare laugh at me again?"
"I won't dare again!"
Looking at the somewhat shy Zhang Feng, Wang Hu thought she was incredibly cute, so he gave her a quick kiss on the lips.
Wang Hu escorted Zhang Feng to the entrance of the residential area and hailed a taxi. Before getting in the car, Zhang Feng returned Wang Hu's coat to him and took out some money from his bag to hand to him.
After Zhang Feng got into the car and closed the door, she heard the driver mutter in confusion, "Pretty boy?"
Wang Hu was about to explain when the car had already driven far away, leaving only Zhang Feng's silvery laughter.
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