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"Why did you come here to fight Gu Zhan?" Feng Yang asked.
"Okay, Feng Yang, I'll head back to school now, I'm going to be late," Luo Xiaoli said.
"..."
Before he could say anything...
Luo Xiaoli quickly ran past him.
Just how afraid is he of Lei Ting?
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...
"Feng Yang".
Hua Linglong shouted.
"Ok?"
Feng Yang looked at him.
"What's your number? Give me one," Hua Linglong said.
"What?"
"Just give me one," Hua Linglong said.
He thought it would be easy for a man to get another man's number.
“No, I don’t give my number to men,” Feng Yang said.
Hua Linglong frowned.
"No, we're classmates after all, what's wrong with giving me one?"
“If you don’t tell me why, I won’t give it to you. What if you give my number to an ugly woman?” Feng Yang said.
“No, she’s very beautiful,” Hua Linglong said.
"Who?"
"She told me not to tell, but you'll find out later."
"Then let her come and ask me for it herself," Feng Yang said.
"..."
Hua Linglong was also dumbfounded.
That's fucking hard to talk to...
At this point, Feng Yang and Hua Fulong had no interaction whatsoever, not even passing each other on the street.
I never would have guessed that Hua Linglong wanted his number for his fifth sister.
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Back to the classroom.
I just sat down.
Qiu Qiu turned his head around.
"Feng Yang, what is your relationship with Luo Xiaoli?" she asked in a slightly indifferent tone.
There was a hint of worry in his eyes about his answer.
“She’s my younger brother,” Feng Yang said.
"Little brother?" Qiu Qiu frowned.
"correct."
"I don't believe it." She turned her face away.
"Pshaw, if you don't believe me, go ask her yourself."
"..."
Qiu Qiu then looked at him again.
Having discussed this issue with Lei Ting, I decided not to mention increasing my combat power index even when facing Feng Yang.
For a moment, she really didn't know how to ask the questions that were on her mind.
After hesitating for two seconds.
"Have you done anything intimate with each other?" she asked cautiously.
this thing.
Can the seasoned Feng Yang give a direct answer?
"What intimate thing?"
"Like...kissing?"
"No."
He was very decisive.
Because we've never actually kissed.
Qiu Qiu was delighted, but remained outwardly calm.
"Embrace?"
"No."
"Holding hands?"
Feng Yang directly pinched her oval face, which had a very high level of favorability.
"She's my younger brother, how could I possibly do such a thing with her?"
"..."
This left Qiu Qiu bewildered.
If we've never done this before, how could Luo Xiaoli's combat power index have increased so quickly?
“Of course.” The clever Feng Yang added, clearing up Qiu Qiu’s doubts and saving her from thinking about it. “She’s my little brother, we’ve put our arms around each other before.”
Feng Yang raised his arm and placed it on Qiu Qiu's shoulder.
This made Qiu Qiu suddenly realize the truth.
"Ah! Is it the kind of intimacy that brothers have?"
"clever."
Qiu Qiu was overjoyed.
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"They're so easy to fool."
Lei Ting, sitting on the sofa, couldn't help but say something.
But she couldn't tell Qiu Qiu the truth.
Doesn't that clearly mean she herself was doing something quite private with Feng Yang?
Not loud.
But Hua Linglong overheard it.
He was preoccupied and not very interested in the conversation between Qiu Qiu and Feng Yang.
"King, could you give me Feng Yang's phone number?"
"Why do you want his number?" Lei Ting retorted.
"Uh..." This question was really difficult for Hua Linglong to answer. "I want to be friends with him."
"Then go ask for it yourself, it's right in front of you."
"Uh...I'm sorry."
"..."
Lei Ting didn't think much of it.
After all, Hua Linglong is a man.
"alright."
I got the number.
Hua Linglong also breathed a sigh of relief.
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