Li Feng's gaze shifted to the woman next to Jiang Feiyan, who appeared to be around his age, with short hair, a straight posture, long pants, and a casual shirt, exuding a distinct military aura.
"How can you hit a woman? Are you even a man?"
Zhou Yu looked at Li Feng with piercing words, convinced that a man who hit a woman was no good at all.
Li Feng snorted coldly and directly pulled off the bath towel.
"Ah!"
Jiang Feiyan turned her head away, and Zhou Yu looked at Li Feng's behavior, biting back angrily, "Pervert."
Li Feng, seeing Zhou Yu did not turn around, snorted coldly.
"Me, a pervert?"
"This is my room, you barged in without knocking, and now you're staring at me without even blinking, and you dare call me a pervert?"
"What does that make you?"
"A lady?"
Zhou Yu's face turned slightly red, and she glared fiercely at Li Feng, still justifying himself, "Put the towel back on."
"Why should I listen to you?"
Li Feng said.
