"He didn't promise anything, but at least, he's much more sincere with me than you are!" Bei Yiyi didn't shake off his hand, reaching out directly to pry his fingers away.
Wu Yao looked at her, his handsome face growing tighter and tighter.
For her sake, he even abandoned his principles, and yet she was still thinking of being with Quan Che?!
Wu Yao's chest heaved violently, with his temperamental emotions, he felt like he was on the verge of exploding.
Just as Bei Yiyi was prying off the last finger gripping her wrist, Wu Yao couldn't hold back any longer, scooped her up around the waist, and strode towards the bedroom.
Bei Yiyi immediately panicked, kicking her legs, "Bastard! Grandson! Put me down!!"
Wu Yao tossed her onto the bed,
Wu Yao's eyes, dark and lusterless, warned, "Go ahead and scream, tear your throat out shouting, it'd be perfect for Quan Che to come up and see how you and I are entangled without end!"
