Ye Feifei tilted her head, was she like that before? Let her think about it carefully!
What did she call Leng Qianjun before? She probably called him Fatty like everyone else. At that time, she only knew that this guy's surname was Leng, but she didn't know his name.
Now that he has become a top male god, it would be inappropriate for her to call him fat.
"Ms. Ye, are you having difficulty?" Leng Qianjun didn't dare to look into Ye Feifei's eyes. His long, white fingers kept drawing small circles on the edge of the table.
Ye Feifei said: "Mr. Leng, I used to call you Fatty, but now it's inappropriate. After all, you have counterattacked. Look at you now, how perfect you are."
Ye Feifei's words were like a spring breeze pushing open the small door in Leng Qianjun's heart. He said softly: "Thank you, Miss Ye, for your compliment."
"You're welcome, you're welcome!" Ye Feifei lowered her head and continued eating. She wanted to say that Leng Qianjun was perfect, but people who were too perfect had a strong sense of distance. For example, now, she could no longer find a topic to continue.
"Can I...can I call you Feifei like I did when I was a kid?" Leng Qianjun said suddenly.
Ye Feifei squinted her eyes and nodded: "Okay."
Leng Qianjun breathed a sigh of relief, folded his fingers and held his chin, showing a rare relief, "Feifei, you know, I am actually a little nervous when facing you. I... have a phobia of heterosexual interactions."
Phobia of heterosexual interactions? What the hell? Ye Feifei stared at Leng Qianjun's eyes. She didn't feel that this guy was nervous or uneasy when he looked at her. She didn't see him blushing or sweating on his head.
It can't be a routine... Could it be that the person opposite is also a big bad wolf who hides deeply?
Feeling Ye Feifei's doubts, Leng Qianjun stretched out his hand and gently tapped the back of Ye Feifei's hand.
A chill came from her fingers. Ye Feifei was startled and looked at the man opposite her in surprise.
"I... I'm just better at controlling myself, but no matter how strong my control is, I still can't hide the tension in my body. Feifei, I... don't mean anything else. I just want to tell you that in order to prevent myself from losing my composure in front of you, I have always been with myself
Say you are a man. In this way, I will not be too nervous when facing you."
Leng Qianjun wiped his palms with a tissue, and Ye Feifei could clearly see signs of moisture on the crumpled tissue.
So, the guy opposite was so nervous that his palms became sweaty.
"Sorry, Mr. Leng, I didn't know you had heterophobia. If you can't face me, I can wear men's clothes when we do the show."
Ye Feifei's words made Leng Qianjun amused. As a designer, he had just imagined how Ye Feifei looked in men's clothes and thought she was extremely cute.
"Mr. Leng smiled, does it mean he is less nervous?" Ye Feifei asked.
Leng Qianjun nodded, "I'm really not that nervous. But... Feifei, if you can call me Fatty, maybe it will be more natural for me."
Uh... Ye Feifei held her forehead, feeling like she was being tricked.
In fact, Ye Feifei's feeling was correct. One day later, Ye Feifei learned about Leng Qianjun's routine, which was an upgraded version of boiling the frog in warm water.
"If you can't do it, it doesn't matter. I can control myself." Leng Qianjun said, taking another tissue and holding it in his hand.
Ye Feifei looked at Leng Qianjun's face, thinking of his appearance as a child, and finally agreed to Leng Qianjun's request. She snapped her fingers and said with a smile: "Okay, then I will call you Fatty from now on."
Leng Qianjun nodded, "From now on...only you can call me fat."
Ye Feifei was confused: "...ah?"
Several meanings, this is the sense of déjà vu that is an exclusive title between lovers.