บท 96: 094 Tearing off Zhong Zhiwan's Disguise [7 Updates]

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Sometimes, what you dread most is when the air suddenly falls silent.

Fu Yunshen withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.

He shifted his gaze and looked straight ahead again.

The car garage was scarcely populated, and the lighting was dim.

"Yaoyao, there was a mosquito on your face," Fu Yunshen said nonchalantly, his tone as lazy as she was used to hearing, "I helped you shoo it away."

Ying Zijin didn't speak.

She reached out to straighten her collar.

Then turned her head and checked the rearview mirror.

Clearly, there were poked marks on her right cheek.

Several of them, in fact.

They were slightly red.

Even if she had been asleep, she knew what had happened.

Ying Zijin paused briefly before responding, "Today, I'm in an okay mood."

Fu Yunshen looked at her, "Hmm?"

"Just—" Ying Zijin turned her head, "I'll pinch you again, grudgingly."

Her attitude seemed to say "I've pinched you already, no need to pretend, be generous about it."