Yu Sheng pushed Zuo Zhe to the wall and trapped him on both sides with his arms, making Zuo Zhe cannot escape his embrace. "Young master~" Yu Sheng called, extending the last note of his voice in a flirty manner.
Zuo Zhe's face flushed. "Stop calling me that!" he said.
"Why?" Yu Sheng asked.
"Because it's too awkward!" Zuo Zhe said.
"But in front of them earlier, you didn't feel like it?" Yu Sheng sharply asked. He's referring to the Xinfaxian Sect disciples.
Zuo Zhe's pupils shrank and he looked at Yu Sheng. "You…"
"Zhe. I don't like it when I am given a green hat." Yu Sheng seriously said.
"Who can give you a green hat?" Zuo Zhe asked.
"No one but you. So don't you dare make me wear it." Yu Sheng said and lowered his voice. "I don't want to feel jealous, either, so don't make me." He told him and let go of Zuo Zhe.
