By the time An Xiaoyu finished chatting with the second senior brother and got up to leave, she realized a pair of arms were already wrapped around her waist.
However, the strength of those arms... uh, was a bit too tight, An Xiaoyu felt like her waist was almost being strangled by him.
"Big senior brother, second senior brother... just how many senior brothers do you have?"
Shen Yufeng muttered, his words laced with a sour tone.
An Xiaoyu felt awkward.
Is this guy getting jealous again?
Uh... this...
She nearly forgot that she had been leaning in Shen Yufeng's embrace all this time. And he had a clear view of the chat she was having with Jin Zelin on WeChat!
Shen Yufeng's arms were around her waist, but his chin rested on her shoulder.
An Xiaoyu shivered suddenly.
She lowered her eyelids, not daring to look at Shen Yufeng in front of her.
Sigh, getting caught feels just so... bittersweet.
