Phoenix squeezed her phone so hard her knuckles cracked as she typed, one word at a time, "Don't call me Little Phoenix, isn't it disgusting?"
"You are Phoenix, and you are younger than me. If I don't call you Little Phoenix, what should I call you? Little Feng Feng or Little Huang Huang?"
Phoenix hadn't expected Ye Zheng to be so smooth-talking, no, she hadn't expected him to ever speak to her like this. It was truly a 'seeing is believing' moment.
She really didn't want to continue chatting with him; she knew she couldn't out-talk him, so she simply replied, "I'm going to rest now."
"Alright."
She thought he would continue to pester her, but unexpectedly, he was quite straightforward. She tossed the phone onto the table and really started to rest her eyes.
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