Yang Qingyin, while hitting him, furiously shouted, "You're too much, I'm going to beat you to death."
"Senior sister, spare me," Luo Ziling quickly pleaded for mercy.
Yang Qingyin knew that Luo Ziling wasn't hurt and was just teasing her, so she didn't let up, but continued to pin him down and swung her small fists in retaliation.
After hitting him for a while, she stopped.
"Bad guy, always bullying me, I won't deal with you anymore." With that, she lay down in bed, pulled the quilt over herself, and wrapped herself up securely.
"Alright, it was just a joke, who asked you to look like a resentful wife," Luo Ziling reached out, pulling Yang Qingyin into his embrace, "don't be mad, you should be over it by now, right?"
"I don't want to bother with you," Yang Qingyin leaned into Luo Ziling's arms, still sounding a bit huffy, "if you ever act like that in front of my family elders again, I'll ignore you forever."
