Yan Qingsi rolled her eyes. “Tsk. You’re just scared that I’ll ruin my complexion and become ugly. Admit it: you only like pretty girls.”
Yue Tingfeng extended a hand and wrenched Yan Qingsi’s jaw toward him. “Naturally. Who wants to let their woman become an ugly witch? I like you pretty, but… it hurts me when you hurt yourself like this. Did you ever think that I’ll be hurt?”
Yan Qingsi was taken aback. She stared at Yue Tingfeng for a while.
Yue Tingfeng assumed that she was about to admit her offense. He could not predict her next words: “I didn’t.”
The car screeched to a halt the next second. The two lunged forward violently.
Yue Tingfeng gritted his teeth. “I can’t talk to you anymore,” he said. “Get out.”
Yan Qingsi barely suppressed her laughter. “If you say so, I’ll get down…” she said.
“Go go go. Get out and don’t let me see you. Yan Qingsi, you’re a cruel, heartless vixen. You— The h*ll? You’re getting down?”
Yue Tingfeng reached out and grabbed Yan Qingsi’s leg, pulling her back in.
Yan Qingsi pouted. “Didn’t you tell me to get out?” she simpered. “This isn’t my car. If you don’t let me use it, I can’t stay here.”
A headache was building at Yue Tingfeng’s temples. “You— I’ll let you stay. Since I don’t let anyone else in, I have to let you in.”
“No thank you, seeing as how much it agonizes you to even speak those words. I won’t trouble you any further, so I’ll get out,” Yan Qingsi said, opening the car door.
Yue Tingfeng grabbed her hand. “Darling, please don’t get out,” he pleaded, smiling. “Did I say something wrong?”
Yan Qingsi craned her neck to give him a look. “You did.”
Yue Tingfeng nodded his head vigorously. “I know. I was wrong. Just sit back down. Sit down!”
He was digging a hole for himself. He knew that he could not win an argument against Yan Qingsi. He knew that no matter how he whined and moaned, the one that would get the short end of the stick was him. Still, he refused to acknowledge his position and thought that he could gain the upper hand for once.
Yue Tingfeng chuckled silently at the sheer elation on Yan Qingsi’s face. Gain the upper hand? Forget it. There was no way he could do that. Not in this lifetime at least.
“Are you hot? Do you need me to turn up the AC?” he asked, smiling. “Are you hungry? Want to eat anything?”
Yan Qingsi listened to Yue Tingfeng’s ramble, propping her jaw with one hand. “I want to eat you,” she said.
Yue Tingfeng went silent.
He had never met the world’s most proficient womanizer, but he knew that Yan Qingsi was the world’s most proficient man-eater.
His desire was being tested with every second of being with her.
Yue Tingfeng snatched Yan Qingsi’s hand and pecked its back. “Be patient. You can eat once we go back home.”
“Didn’t you say that there was dirt on my hands?”
“It’s all right. I like them even though there’s dirt.”
That was right. He did not have any principles he followed.
With Yan Qingsi, his principle was… to have no principles!
Yan Qingsi bit her lip and suppressed a chuckle. Yue Tingfeng always knew what would make her happy, and he would never ask inappropriate questions at inappropriate times.
For instance, Yue Tingfeng knew that she and You Yi were on the hilltop for so long. He must want to know what they were talking about.
However, he had seen the forlorn expression on Yan Qingsi’s face and did not ask anything.
He used his own methods to pull her out of her grief. He did not sweet-talk her, but his accusations and his hurt made Yan Qingsi understand how much he meant to him.
That was why Yue Tingfeng was the first man to be able to stand by her side throughout all these years of life.