"Don't ask. If you do, the answer is you arrange it yourself."
At the entrance of the bittern flapjack shop, in response to Luofeng's questions, Han Feifei replied irritably.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Faced with the sudden change in her mood, Luofeng had to feign utter confusion.
After all, he knew he had ruined her fantasy of a beauty rescuing a hero. Actually, I'm quite speechless too. If she hadn't jumped out, I wouldn't have hesitated. Even just cursing at the guy would have been something. My first instinct was to punch him. Would I have ended up like this otherwise? And now it's my fault?
Around ten o'clock at night, Han Feifei drove Luofeng to the Keely Hotel.
Standing at the hotel entrance, Han Feifei took the initiative to say, "Kid, won't you invite me up for a cup of tea?"
"Ah?" Luofeng was surprised for a moment, but then he glanced at her desire list and chuckled. "Not this time. The cups in hotels aren't clean. Let's go to a coffee shop another day."
