Ye Feifei raised her eyebrow and looked over to see Yu Xiaowan with a skeptical "I don't believe it" expression. So, Ye Feifei had no choice but to respond, "No, he... he did say it... but well..."
Judging by the situation, Ye Feifei was about to use her coquettish "soft violence" again, and it had to be resolutely resisted, "Stop right there, just tell me why you didn't go today."
"It's because I... "
"Don't use me as your shield, spill the truth, OK?" Yu Xiaowan refused to listen to Ye Feifei's nonsense and bluntly interrupted.
Ye Feifei was so rebuffed that her neck turned red, and her complexion was extremely poor. She had no choice but to roll her eyes at the ceiling in a very "wronged" manner, and the speed at which she was peeling the shrimp on her hand visibly plummeted!
At this moment, Ye Feifei truly wished she could go pinch a voodoo doll: Yu Xiaowan, you gossipy dumbass, can't you live without interrogating?
