"You...how presumptuous! Who allowed you to call me, your princess, sister?" Perhaps she was angered, and Yan Ning's speech was a bit breathless at this moment.
It was her indulgence lately that had made him increasingly unruly!
In her anger, she asked coldly, "Who gave you the courage to barge in here?"
"No one did." Liu Zhiyuan was as obedient as a child at this moment, not even remotely resembling an adult. Even his eyes seemed to be waiting for punishment for doing something wrong.
Yan Ning pushed him gently, of course, to no avail. Although Liu Zhiyuan was much younger than her, he was already an adult and quite strong.
She knew all this.
Usually, Liu Zhiyuan was well-behaved and obedient. He was a little stubborn, but he had never caused her any trouble.
But today was different; he had appeared...here!
Forget it.
Men are fickle, only giving love when they feel like it and being indifferent when they don't.
