Doomsday, Let's Open A Restaurant

"Oh? Is that so?"

Xiao Feng raised an eyebrow and pounced forward.

Chu Xing’er, startled, retreated in a hurry but tripped on the edge of the bed and fell onto it.

With a wicked smile, Xiao Feng slowly walked over, rubbing his hands together and said, "Perfect timing. The previous fire hasn’t subsided yet, so I’ll use you to cool off!"

"What are you doing? What do you want?"

Chu Xing’er became somewhat anxious.

"What am I doing? Weren’t you trying to seduce me all along? Today, I’ll fulfill your wish!"

"Don’t come over, if you come any closer, I won’t be polite!"

Chu Xing’er threatened in panic.

"Contradictions within, saying one thing and desiring another. Women, oh women!"

Xiao Feng said, resembling a demon, as he lunged forward.