"You seem to have been in quite a good mood lately."
Walking down the street, Fang Zheng chuckled as he looked at Nanami Aoyama beside him. Nanami shot him an irritated glare but said nothing. She had wanted to complain to him. After all, she had been forced to play a game no one her age should have played, and had experiences no one her age should have had—no, forget her; most adults probably had never screamed a stream of forbidden words in a recording studio!
Just recalling what had happened made Nanami feel like her face was about to burn red. How could she possibly bring it up to Fang Zheng?!
"Alright, alright, don't dwell on it. Here, have a popsicle and relax."
As he spoke, Fang Zheng took out two popsicles and handed them to Mashiro Shiina and Nanami Aoyama. Mashiro curiously accepted hers, examined it for a moment, then stuck out her tongue and began tasting it in tiny licks.
As for the latter...
Under Fang Zheng's watchful gaze, Nanami unwrapped her popsicle. Then she extended her tongue, slowly circling it over the tip before gradually licking downward, then back up from the bottom. Finally, she carefully took it into her mouth...
"Hmm, looks like you really have been working hard."
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Hearing Fang Zheng's remark, Nanami froze for a moment. She turned her head, only to discover that both Fang Zheng and Mashiro were staring at her. Mashiro was licking her own popsicle while gazing curiously at the one Nanami had put in her mouth, clearly unable to understand why she was eating it that way.
At that instant, Nanami realized what she had been doing. Her face turned bright red almost immediately.
"N-No, no, no, no, no! It's not that! I was... um... the director