Wu Feng: If It's Tang Qi, That's Fine Too! Wait, What's Wrong with Huo Yutong?!

Ning Tian's face stiffened, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

No, Wu Feng, you... sigh.

Nanmen Yun'er stole a shy glance, the tips of her ears turning red, then quietly looked away. Wu Feng seemed to have gone strange too... Did it really feel that good?

Wu Feng instinctively burrowed deeper into the crook of Tang Qi's arm. Her full thighs brushed together without her noticing, and a faint blush rose across her pretty face.

Her nose twitched as she greedily breathed in Tang Qi's scent.

"Smells so good~"

"Is it Mo... Mom?" the girl murmured, slowly opening her eyes. A hazy mist still veiled them.

"No one's your mom."

A low, calm voice reached her ears.

Wu Feng looked up blankly. Tang Qi's face filled her vision, strikingly handsome even without a trace of expression.

He looked down at her. "You're awake. Get down on your own."

"..."

Wu Feng blinked her beautiful eyes. After a stunned beat, her whole face burst into flame.

Ah—! What did I just do?!

"...Fine. No need to be so fierce."

Pretending to be calm, she hopped down and darted behind Ning Tian. Her little head hung low, the corners of her eyes red. Who knew what she was thinking?

Tang Qi... if it's Tang Qi... I wouldn't mind.

A smile tugged at Wu Feng's lips before she shook her head hard.

No, no! My love belongs to the young mistress alone.

Then... maybe Tang Qi could have one-tenth?

Or two-tenths?

That's the most! Any more, and there'd be less for the young mistress!

Yes! That's it, hehe.

Wu Feng wrapped her arms around Ning Tian's arm and rested her head on her shoulder. Only then did she smile in satisfaction.

Ning Tian: "..."

*Has this girl lost her mind?!