"Are you looking for death!" Beiming Han suddenly roared, hastily pulling back his own hand as if it was scalding hot. Didn't she know how much he had been enduring lately? And yet she dared to subtly provoke him with her words.
"But... don't we have plenty of other methods?"
Gu Qingxin spoke, wishing she could run off and burrow into a crevice in the ground out of embarrassment. Her cheeks had gone hot, but in order to get the young master to agree to let her go to the Gu Family's home, she had no choice but to swallow her pride this time.
"What did you say!" A faint green light flickered in Beiming Han's eyes, which made Gu Qingxin's heart skip a beat.
"I mean, there are things like inflatable dolls and... pocket pals, right? Ah!" Gu Qingxin's plan to escape was too late. She had already been swept up into Beiming Han's arms. Without any hesitation, he bit her neck, causing her to cry out in pain.
