"I'll go with you. Take me to Mi Yao."
Look, I knew she needed something.
"No." he refused.
Ruo Ling got out of bed and approached him. "Why not?"
"There's no reason. It depends on my mood." He answered imperiously.
"How can you be in a good mood?"
Huangfu Jianchen turned to the side and extended his thumb to touch her red lips, then pressed back and forth forcefully. "Here, am I the first?"
"...The first!" Ruo Ling grit her teeth.
"Really?"
"Truer than genuine gold."
Huangfu Jianchen raised an eyebrow, his large hand cupped the back of her head, bringing her in front of him, "Kiss me."
Ruo Ling turned her head, "You're being excessive!"
"Then leave now."
"You!" Ruo Ling glared at him.
Her clear, beautiful almond-shaped eyes glared at him, but he wasn't afraid. To him, Black Butterfly was insignificant, and at this moment she was merely an agitated little kitty.
"Stop the nonsense!" He directly pushed her against the wall.
