Seeing the way this man was laughing, Ou Jingfeng directly threw the used tissue in her hand at his face.
But the man quickly noticed, blocked with his hand, and the tissue fell to the ground.
"Chen Jingbo, are you crazy?" Ou Jingfeng couldn't help but curse.
Chen Jingbo sat there and said calmly, "You're the one who's sick, H1N1 flu, mania, flying into a rage over nothing. Are you schizophrenic?"
Ou Jingfeng: "..."
She was no match for this man.
She realized it clearly.
So she decided not to say another word.
She stared at the ceiling as her stomach growled with hunger.
Chen Jingbo glanced at her.
Suddenly, she felt very embarrassed and turned her head away, refusing to look at him.
Chen Jingbo took out his phone, fiddled with it, seemingly sent a text message, then nonchalantly put the phone down.
