By the time Su Weifeng climbed back into bed, Qiao Yushan was still glaring with wide eyes.
"Asshole, did you really just do that?"
Su Weifeng cleared his throat and said, "I was just joking with you, your reaction is a bit too much."
Qiao Yushan huffed and said, "Hmph, who let you take advantage of me?"
Su Weifeng shook his head and replied, "Women are really strange, it's the same hand on your foot, a massage you can accept, but a few touches and you flare up."
"What if I hit you instead of touching you, would that be the same to you, would you be willing then?"
Su Weifeng said with a sullen expression, "Oh, alright, it's indeed different, I admit defeat."
"Hmph, try acting like that again in the future, and I won't hold back."
"I know, I know, I've learned my lesson once, I don't want to be kicked out of bed again, being a man is tough."
