Shen Yufeng's teasing laughter came through, and An Xiaoyu's face immediately turned red.
"Hey, stop it!"
She tried to dodge him, but Shen Yufeng was so domineeringly pressing down on her, his hands clasping her wrists, that she simply couldn't move.
"Who was it that said they wanted to treat me to a big meal tonight? Have you forgotten all about it?"
An Xiaoyu felt somewhat annoyed and embarrassed: "You're deliberately misinterpreting what I said!"
"I don't care, you said it, so you have to keep your word!"
As Shen Yufeng spoke, he began to undo her clothes.
An Xiaoyu struggled, "Hey, don't mess around!"
"Alright, say 'hubby' and I'll let you go!"
This playful teasing freed An Xiaoyu from the bit of melancholy she had been feeling just now.
Suddenly, An Xiaoyu felt a bit of pain in her abdomen, and her complexion changed slightly.
Shen Yufeng naturally noticed.
"What's wrong?"
"My stomach hurts a bit!"
Shen Yufeng quickly let her go.
