ââ¦Why should I care?â Tang Zhou turned his face away angrily.
Leng Chenmo was indifferent: âI was just asking her how to fry steak, donât be jealous.â
Upon hearing the word âjealousâ, Tang Zhou exploded.
âDamn it, whoâs jealous? Iâve already set my heart on someone, didnât I tell you? Iâve fallen in love with a mermaid, definitely not Xia Yanyan. This mermaid is a hundred times more beautiful than Xia Yanyan, and she even left me a love token.â
Leng Chenmo didnât respond to his outburst, just asked the woman in the video a question about frying steak in fluent foreign language. After finishing the steak, he tossed Tang Zhou a sentence: âDo you want me to brew you a cup of brown sugar ginger tea?â
Tang Zhou was dumbfounded: âFor what?â
âTo balance your hormones.â
Tang Zhou: â!!!!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
This jerk, he had the audacity to say his hormones were out of balance?
Yes, he did get irritable for a few days each month, but it was wholly because of him, okay?!!!
Tang Zhou rolled up his shirt sleeves: âYou think you can still live at my place? Believe it or not, Iâll throw you out to sleep under the bridge?â
Leng Chenmo spoke in a steady voice: âIâm afraid thatâs impossible, after all, the Civil Affairs Bureau could visit at any time. Now that we have some time, letâs share our histories. On my side, thereâs a bullet wound on my third rib from the left, and an old bite mark on my left arm. The Civil Affairs Bureau might ask about these. You should remember, and while weâre at it, tell me about your own marks?â
Tang Zhou thought about the imperfections on his body, his eyes dimmed a bit, and his lips tightened: âWho wants to tell you? And what about your gunshot wound? Iâve never heard of you getting shot before?â
Leng Chenmo remained silent.
Tang Zhou threw away his breakfast, walked over, and rolled up the sleeve on Leng Chenmoâs left arm. He indeed saw a row of old bite marks and a flood of old memories came rushing back. Had he bitten him in this spot before?
That was during their student daysâ¦
Tang Zhou asked: âHow did you get these bite marks, who bit you? Donât think about shifting the blame on me.â
Leng Chenmo seemed to have thought of something, and his smile was profound: âA puppy bit me.â
âDamn it⦠Youâre the dog!â
Leng Chenmo: âIâm referring to you.â
Calm down, calm down, now is not the time to murder him, I should wait until my brother takes office as the president before I kill him!
At this time, a notification popped up on his phone, Tang Zhou took it out to clear his thoughts, but after seeing the notification, he exploded again: âDamn it, has Little Xingguang gone mad? My brother had her profile locked down tightly, and she dares to post a selfie online? Is she not afraid that my brother will kill her with a single slap?â
Tang Zhou immediately called the backstage of Junxingâs Weibo, asking the staff to delete the Weibo post immediately and block the related comments. He was currently managing Junxingâs Weibo, if there were any problems, his brother would definitely hold him responsible, and he didnât want to bear his brotherâs wrath.
So, after Ye Xingguang nervously finished her steak and took out her phone to see the reaction online, she froze.
Whatâs going on, where is the Weibo post she had just sent, why was it gone?
In the end, Ye Xingguang saw her just-posted Weibo in the draft box. Above it was an exclamation mark, explaining the reason for being blocked:
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