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When Su Xiaoyue heard Bai Feng conversing with that person, she seemed to have thought of something and immediately tried to pull out her old mobile phone from her wallet. At that moment, however, her entire body was pressed against the wall by a strong figure, and the scent that was distinctly Fan Shaoming's invaded her nostrils, leaving her a bit astonished.
"There's surveillance here, I'll cover for you, record it quickly,"
Fan Shaoming whispered, his sturdy body completely shielding her. From the back, it looked as though the two were kissing.
Su Xiaoyue hurriedly took out her mobile phone, fortunately, despite being outdated, it still had a recording function.
Fan Shaoming buried his head in her neck, gently nibbling at it, which tickled her. In her mind, she cursed him: Was he covering for her or taking advantage?