The Music Festival (1)

Li Fanxing's face slowly grew pale.

Qi Yanxi sat there with one knee crossed over the other and his cold face could give one frostbite.

"Anything else?" he lifted his angular chin and asked in a haughty tone.

Qi Yanxi never wasted time on those he didn't like.

Li Fanxing's face seemed to have frozen and it took every effort to force out a smile. "If you don't like this, I'll cook you something else next time."

"Sure." Surprisingly, Qi Yanxi didn't turn her down. Instead, he nodded and said in a cocky manner, "I'll make sure my aim is better next time. Do come back, or you'll be depriving me of some great fun!"

"Haha, are you kidding me? So what if she's a celebrity, Young Master Qi still won't give her a second glance."

"I like that! Hey, anyone took photos? Post it on Weibo!"

"Goddess, please don't cry. I'm here for you!"

"Bah! Just look at yourself! How can the goddess possibly take a fancy to you?"

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