Ye Ningwan was about to leave with Zhan Hanjue when Feng Jiuzun suddenly shouted, "Ye Ningwan, do you still... like me a little bit?"
Zhan Hanjue's face was dark, as if he wanted to strangle him on the spot.
Feng Huai kicked him in anger, "Don't you know there's a saying, 'if you don't ask for trouble, you won't get into trouble'? What nonsense are you spouting in front of her man?"
"I know you still like me. Otherwise, you wouldn't have spoken for me just now," Feng Jiuzun insisted.
Ye Ningwan sighed and stopped Zhan Hanjue, who wanted to rush over and beat him, saying, "Feng Jiuzun, I know that many average guys have one characteristic."
"Average guys? What does that mean?" Feng Jiuzun asked, puzzled.
He couldn't understand, and neither could Feng Huai or Zhan Hanjue.
Ye Ningwan coughed lightly and explained, "It means a normal guy who's overly confident."
Everyone: "..."
Zhan Hanjue and Feng Huai immediately smirked.
This term definitely doesn't describe men like them.
