Yue Tingfeng glanced over at Yan Qingsi, "Let's see if I end that uncultured man first or you."
Yan Qingsi shrugged. "If that's so, suit yourself, be careful when you fight. If you ruin your face, I might not want you anymore."
Yue Tingfeng rolled his eyes, lowered his head to bite Yan Qingsi on her cheek, turned around, and said, "After you, Mr. You."
You Yi's eyes were locked onto Yan Qingsi — his yearning eyes were filled with shock and excitement as well. It seemed as if he was looking at Yan Qingsi, but she knew that he was merely looking at her face while thinking of someone else. Yan Qingsi was curious as well — who did he like? Who was it?
Yue Tingfeng glared at Yan Qingsi and blocked her with his tall figure. "After you, Mr. You. You've stared at my woman long enough, it's time for you to pay."
After he finished his sentence, he dragged You Yi away before he could react.
