Nan Fei took advantage of Huo Beijiang's delayed reaction, brushed away his hand, and sat down next to Chen Cuihua.
"What's wrong, Sister Chen?"
"Who is Gu Qiu's idol?"
Feeling embarrassed, Nan Fei pointed to herself, "I just found out myself, I was just about to tell Gu Qiu! Then you knocked on the door."
Chen Cuihua became even more excited, "Did you see how angry Huo Beijiang got? Could he hit someone? I think he looks really scary right now."
After all, as a special forces member, his imposing manner when angered was indeed astonishing.
His whole body exuded an air of indifference, a fierce sense of oppression. Even she felt her heart pounding, wishing she could be as far away as possible.
The more Gu Qiu thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and the more she cursed, the more exhilarating it became, releasing all the negative emotions she had accumulated due to the appearance of Zuo Xinyao.