Checking Her Phone (1)

Only the silver moonlight illuminated the darkness.

Smoke trailed from Feng Shengyang's fingers. Through the veil of smoke, his narrowed eyes and devilishly handsome face had a deathly charm, dazing Sun Huiwen.

"B-Brother Shengyang…" Sun Huiwen seemed to be bewitched and leaned towards him.

Feng Shengyang glared at her icily. Suddenly, he held out his hand. "Give it to me."

"What?" Sun Huiwen paused for a moment and stared at his hand blankly. Her heart raced, thinking that he was inviting her, and she reached out to place her hand in his.

Feng Shengyang slapped her hand away. His voice was cold as he said impatiently, "I want you to give me your phone."

Sun Huiwen was stunned. Even though she looked uncomfortable with it, she still took out her phone and handed it to him with both hands.

Right now, he was her male idol. Whatever he wanted her to do, she would do it.