When Chu Ye snapped back to reality, Yan Gui had already vanished into thin air.
Glancing at his still suspended hand, Chu Ye blinked and clicked his tongue, raising a hand to scratch his head.
Did this kid just have a fit or something?
...
As soon as he dashed out of the dormitory, Yan Gui quickly blocked the path of Yao Jinzhao and Duan Zimu.
Yao Jinzhao and Duan Zimu halted, looking at the slippery eel that shot out like a gust of wind.
"Duan bro! Yao bro! You have to stand up for my Momo—"
The moment Yan Gui stopped, he launched into a dramatic performance. However, due to the rushed timing, he failed to squeeze out the two tear drops at the corners of his eyes.
Watching the unconvincing acting of Yan Gui, Yao Jinzhao and Duan Zimu exchanged an expressionless look.
Stand up for Mo Shangjun?
Standing up for Dayan would be more reliable than this.
Though they had no reaction, others from the dormitory, hearing the commotion, curiously poked their heads out.
