At noon, after Jiang Feng came back with the groceries, he saw that Nangong Qingcheng, Chu Feifei, Zhang Qinyao, and Liu Shiyuan had all already returned.
Besides them, Mu Yanluo had also been called over, and the girls were all sitting around the sofa, chatting and laughing together.
Only, he didn't know if it was just his imagination, but from the moment he walked in, he felt that the way the girls were looking at him was a bit strange, and there even seemed to be a sour, jealous smell hanging in the air.
"Jiang Feng, I'll help you."
Nangong Qingcheng got up as usual, taking the initiative to come over and help Jiang Feng.
"Uh, no need, just sit and chat with them."
Jiang Feng felt a guilty pang in his heart and quickly forced a smile.
Right now the person he was most afraid of facing was Nangong Qingcheng. After all, everything that happened last night had gone a bit overboard; he just felt he was in the wrong.
