Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Yu Mingye actually —
After lifting Feng Wu up, he began to spin her around on his right palm!
It was as if he wasn’t holding a human being, but a handkerchief, like what they used in fold dances!
He spun, spun, and spun her —
And went faster!
And faster still!
Feng Wu’s stomach churned!
She was so nauseated that she was really going to throw up!
Damn you, Yu Mingye —
“Yu Mingye, you moron!” Feng Wu retched. “We can talk about this! Just put me down!”
Yu Mingye was all the more pleased when he heard Feng Wu’s exasperated voice. Hmph! She had tricked him and now she was threatening him? Forget it!
Hence, he spun her even faster.
Feng Wu wanted to cry!
She realized then that Yu Mingye was a guy that would yield to a soft approach but would reject force.
“Dear Brother Yu, you’re the best. I’m sure you’ll never bully a girl, right? I – I really want to throw up, Brother Yu...” Feng Wu nearly made herself sick by addressing him that way.
Yu Mingye hated to admit it, but he indeed softened at that gentle, pleading voice.
Apart from her pretty eyes, this ugly girl had such a nice voice, too. Her saccharine voice could melt a guy inside out, making them do anything for her willingly.
Bah! How could he have such thoughts about this ugly girl?! He must have lost his mind!
Yu Mingye stopped that train of thought immediately!
He cleared his throat and stopped spinning her. “Do you know what you’ve done wrong now?”
Feng Wu nodded her head repeatedly, looking as docile as a lamb. “Brother Yu... I’m sorry. I really am.”
Yu Mingye was over the moon to see her so obedient, but he wouldn’t show it and still kept a straight face. “You know that now?”
Feng Wu was in fact very anxious at that moment.
Since Yu Mingye had caught up with her, Jun Linyuan, Feng Xun, and the others would also be here soon. With Yu Mingye, she could eat humble pie or hold her head as high as she wanted, but with Jun Linyuan and Feng Xun... she was too embarrassed to even think about it.
Hence, Feng Wu spared no effort in cosying up to Yu Mingye, so that she could be on her way as soon as possible.
Hence, she asked in her most naive voice, “Brother Yu... can you maybe... put me down first?”
Yu Mingye was guffawing in his head. Hahaha! No longer the arrogant girl a moment ago, are you? Beg me! Beg me to let go of you!
“No, I can’t!” Yu Mingye rejected her outright.
Feng Wu clenched her fists in frustration, but she took a deep breath and fought back her vexation.
“Brother Yu, you want the juice of that Immortal Spiritual Fruit, don’t you?” Feng Wu took out a white porcelain bottle from her chest pocket and shook it in one hand. “There. This is it. Brother Yu, please take it.”
Yu Mingye snorted inwardly. What a cowardly girl. He had expected her to be much more stubborn than this. As it turned out, she had offered it to him before he even asked.
Yu Mingye then reached out for the bottle —
All of a sudden!