"Are you following me?"
"No!"
"Why not?"
"Why should I?"
"So heartless! Kids who read Weibo but don't follow won't even get seasoning with their instant noodles," Wen Nuan declared dramatically, playfully tugging his hair. Then, a thought struck her. *Wait a minute, it's a miracle that Ye Feimo registering on Weibo didn't cause a sensation.*
"Are you sure you really opened a Weibo account?"
"How else would I see you?"
"Ooh, so you opened it just to see me?" Wen Nuan beamed, her eyebrows raised in triumph, looking incredibly radiant. Ye Feimo turned his face away. Wen Nuan pulled his face back to hers, grinning, "Hoho, you're blushing."
"Get lost, I've been drinking."
"Mmm, you should be grateful you've been drinking, otherwise I'd laugh at you even more for blushing," Wen Nuan chuckled, asking with great interest, "Why did you open Weibo so discreetly?"
"Should I announce it to the world?"
