This left Chen Feng a bit speechless. Was this really necessary? They had just slept together last night.
Wu Mengting rolled her eyes at him, snorted coldly, and walked past him.
Seeing this, Chen Feng chuckled, opened the door, and walked in.
This afternoon, he had already battled with Li Liqin, this coquettish woman, for six hundred rounds. He really didn't want anything else tonight; he planned to conserve his strength.
The reason he intentionally said what he did just now was partly a prank, but also a strategic retreat.
Because he knew that asking them directly in front of each other, neither of them would put down their pride and come to sleep with him.
So, he didn't have to worry about which of them to sleep with tonight.
It turns out, Chen Feng wasn't stupid; he was quite the clever one.
He walked into the room, casually threw his clothes aside, and lay on the bed, covered himself with the quilt, and soon fell asleep.
