"Just friends? In that case, it would be impolite of me to refuse."
Feng Shaokun had a mischievous smile on his face as he reached out to put his arm around Zhuang Xiaojiao's shoulder.
Ye Feng suddenly pulled Zhuang Xiaojiao into his arms and looked at Feng Shaokun coldly. "You are courting death."
The smile on Feng Shaokun's face grew wider. "Didn't you say that you and her are just ordinary friends? Since you're just friends, why are you so nervous?"
Ye Feng stared at him for a long time. "Don't you want me to torture you again? Alright, I agree."
Feng Shaokun touched his nose. "It seems that you really care about her."
Zhuang Xiaojiao also glanced at Ye Feng. Her face was blushing.
He was really a guy who did not mean what he said.
Ye Feng glared at Feng Shaokun unhappily. "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Tell me, how do you want to compete?"