Let Me Feel Nervous for Awhile First
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Qi Yan would never let such a good chance slip away. As he lay on the sofa in the living room, he started to act pitiful to seek a particular someone's attention.
"Bengbeng, my chest hurts and I can't really breathe properly…"
"…"
Tan Bengbeng was sending a text message to Nian Xiaomu on her cell phone. When she heard his voice, she raised her head and cast him a glance.
Qi Yan, who was lying down on the sofa, removed his coat.
Clad in just a shirt, he was supporting his head with a single hand and complaining that his chest hurt at the same time. However, not a single hint of discomfort could be detected in his devilish eyes.
Tan Bengbeng rolled her eyes at him and continued to stare at her cell phone.
She mumbled softly.
"The knock off time has long passed. Why is Xiao Mumu not back yet, neither is she replying to my messages…"