Jia Fei's eyes widened in shock once again to see her jeans button and zip undone. Why….why is it like this? What the hell happened last night?
She gritted her teeth and glared at the door from where Yuhan exited. She had thought of him as a friend but he turned out to be a fox. A sly fox.
'Yuhan, Prepare for your funeral today. Because today….you're going to be a dead-meat by my hands.' Jia Fei chortled in anger and threw away the blanket on the floor angrily before walking to the bathroom.
...
" I want spicy food." Yuhan mimicked the way Jia Fei ordered him to cook something spicy for breakfast as he was cutting the spring onion.
He was cooking breakfast for two of them, meanwhile, Jia Fei was taking her sweet time in getting ready upstairs.
