27: 27, just kill you with pain!
27: 27, just kill you with pain!
Instantly, An Xiaoyu’s mind exploded, her face turning red in a blink.
An Xiaoyu hadn’t figured out how to respond when Shen Yufeng continued, “It looks fresh and succulent, should taste good!”
The moment he finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed An Xiaoyu’s hand, bringing the cucumber in her hand to his mouth and taking a bite.
“Mmm, it does taste rather good!”
Shen Yufeng slightly smiled, then took another bite.
After two bites, only the stub of the cucumber remained in An Xiaoyu’s hand.
An Xiaoyu was completely dumbfounded.
The incredibly handsome man in front of her…
was actually stealing her cucumber!
No, no, no, that’s not the most important thing.
The most important thing is, she had already taken a bite from that cucumber!
An Xiaoyu felt her blood pressure shoot up to over 200 instantly.
An Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, about to explode, but Shen Yufeng casually walked into the kitchen.
“Is there anything else to eat?
An Xiaoyu was speechless.
What’s the deal with this guy?
Did he come to her house just to find food?
“This is not a restaurant. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝘯𝘦𝘵
Besides, haven’t you already eaten?”
“That restaurant’s food was too awful!”
Please, the chef at that restaurant is one of the best locally, and it has a very good reputation, yet he disdainfully says it’s awful?
“Make me a bowl of noodles then!
The last one was fine, add two poached eggs!”
An Xiaoyu felt like crying.
really doesn’t see himself as an outsider!
But she had just moved here a few days ago and hadn’t had time to buy a lot of ingredients.
“Is instant noodles okay?” she blurted out subconsciously.
He agreed quite readily.
An Xiaoyu turned and entered the kitchen, but it hit her while she started cooking the noodles—she was once again obediently being ordered around by Shen Yufeng.
Oh well, it’s easy to invite the god but hard to send him away.
Indeed, this ‘God’ is really peculiar, preferring instant noodles over fine dining from a Western restaurant!
When she brought the cooked noodles to the living room, Shen Yufeng had already disappeared.
She didn’t hear him leave, so…
he must be still in the house!
An Xiaoyu turned her head and suddenly saw Shen Yufeng standing in her bedroom.
“Shen Yufeng, get out!”
She rushed into the bedroom, using both hands and feet to push Shen Yufeng out.
Please, that’s her private space!
Shen Yufeng let her push him to the door, then suddenly turned around with a smile and asked, “Why are my clothes laid on your bed?
Are you sleeping with them at night?”
An Xiaoyu’s face turned green.
“Who cares to sleep with your clothes!
I was about to throw them in the trash!
You just arrived before I could do that.
Perfect, I’ll pack your clothes and take them with you after eating!”
Indeed, nothing good happens whenever she meets Shen Yufeng!
An Xiaoyu huffed and picked up his clothes, stuffing them messily into his arms.
“My home is too small to accommodate a ‘great god’ like you.
Hurry up and leave after eating!”
After saying that, An Xiaoyu turned to leave.
She had only taken a few steps when Shen Yufeng grabbed her wrist.
An Xiaoyu, still furious, kicked back, only for Shen Yufeng to easily dodge it.
An Xiaoyu’s kick missed, and feeling indignant, she swiftly turned around and delivered another kick.
This time, Shen Yufeng didn’t dodge, but he countered her fierce kick, then grabbed her ankle, turned around, and pushed her back against the wall.
Why was it , were her years of training so useless against him?
this position was just utterly embarrassing!
“Shen Yufeng, you jerk, let go of me!”
If he didn’t let go soon, she was afraid her right leg would really be damaged!
“Let go, or I’m going to start cursing!”
An Xiaoyu was finding it hard to cope.
Just then, Shen Yufeng gave a cold smile.
“What, is that all you’ve got?
You’re still too green to fight me!”
An Xiaoyu glared at Shen Yufeng, flames nearly shooting from her eyes.
Suddenly, Shen Yufeng let go of one hand, pulled out a tube of ointment from his clothes, unscrewed it single-handedly, and applied it to her right ankle.
An Xiaoyu was dumbfounded again.
was actually applying medicine for her?
After the ointment was applied, Shen Yufeng put down An Xiaoyu’s right leg and snorted.
“Serves you right to sprain your ankle!
Hope it hurts like hell!”