Li Xingle held her small hand, gently rubbing her palm with his fingertips. His movements were extremely tender.
Li Buyan looked at his actions in confusion. He was still smiling after being hit—could he be stupid?
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in her palm.
Li Xingle pressed down hard with his finger on her palm, yet his handsome face still held a smile, "Does it hurt?"
Li Buyan bit her lip and stubbornly remained silent.
Li Buyan couldn’t help but let out a sound of pain. Her big eyes stared at him, tears welling up in her eyes, and her lips were bitten red.
Li Xingle’s heart softened, and he let go of her hand.
If her surname were not Li, if she wasn’t the daughter of his Uncle, he might have wanted to treat her well.
But she was a daughter of the Li Family!
He hated the people of the Li Family the most!
"Have you decided? Are you going to drink or not?" Li Xingle got off the bed and stood by the bed, looking down at her from above.
Li Buyan didn’t want to pay attention to him, but if she ignored him, he would just stay here.
So, she could only nod her head.
The butler brought in ginger tea. Li Buyan leaned against the headboard, her palm turning red from the force he had used.
She held the ginger tea and drank it in big gulps.
The butler took the bowl and left again.
Li Xingle still stood by the bed, his gaze seemingly fixed on her.
Li Buyan felt a tingling sensation all over her body from being stared at.
Remembering that night when she woke up in his arms, with ambiguous red marks all over her body, she started to feel frightened.
She slowly curled up and lay down on the bed, her hands clenched into fists under the blanket, her entire body on guard.
If she were a little hedgehog, right now all her quills would be standing up.
"Stop being difficult. If you had listened, opened the door, and drank the ginger tea, there wouldn’t be so much trouble!" Li Xingle watched her small movements, feeling unsure if he was truly angry or found her sulking somewhat cute.
"You’re not a three-year-old who can’t understand human language. Do you enjoy others forcing you, only to tragically discover in the end that you can’t resist and then obediently submit?" Li Xingle slightly leaned down, his face getting closer to hers, barely seeing her long eyelashes fluttering anxiously.
Even her tender little mouth moved, but she couldn’t get a single word out.
"You’ll suffer !" Li Xingle’s large hand trembled slightly as he touched her small face, slowly moving down, tracing the outline of her palm-sized face, "Obey me, alright?"
"Why should I listen to you? Who do you think you are to me? We’re not even close!" Li Buyan held his wrist tightly with both hands, slowly prying his hand away from her small face.
Li Xingle spread his fingers, flexing them, "Do you want to fight with me? On the ground or in bed?"
"I definitely don’t! Please, don’t be so self-absorbed, alright?" Li Buyan flung his hand away, "I’m not going to like someone like you, a playboy! When you meet a woman you like in the future, you’ll understand! It’s pointless to talk to someone like you now!"
"Being called a playboy sounds about right, but a playboy like me doesn’t look forward to meeting any woman I like. Did you meet one?" Li Xingle sat down by the bed, adopting the posture of an elder having a heart-to-heart with a younger person.
"Why should I tell you about my life? You’re just Ye’s friend." She was still hoping for a beautiful first love, but her life was disrupted by a bastard like Li Xingle!
"Heh heh, Little Li, if I become interested in you, you’d better not show any interest in other men, or I’ll destroy him!" Li Xingle said, getting up, "Go to sleep early. Seeing that you’re tired tonight, I’ll let you off!"