Liu Chuanfeng naturally hadn't regressed; if anything, his skills had become considerably more refined.
With his head covered by the quilt, he naturally had no idea what was happening outside. In fact, Zhang Jingyi was on the verge of tearing the bedsheets to shreds. Fine beads of sweat had formed on her forehead, her lips were pressed tightly together, and she occasionally let out a soft, low moan. Before actual practice, an honor student was ultimately nothing more than a theorist—an academician—who proved utterly defenseless against Liu Chuanfeng, whose practical experience was exceptionally rich.
The information between the two of them had always seemed asymmetrical. Zhang Jingyi understood Liu Chuanfeng very well, except that she didn't realize he had already played the scumbag with several other girls out in the world. Yet she was crystal clear about his personality. Ever since selling boxed lunches during the summer vacation, Zhang Jingyi had noticed that her Brother Feng had undergone quite a few changes. Although he used to be a bit roguish and possessed a sharp, clever mind, he hadn't reached this level. More often than not, he now displayed a kind of maturity that surpassed his peers.
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