"Sigh!"
Yan Ye let out a long sigh and reached out with his long arm to hug her. Just as he was about to bury his face in Beiting Huang's neck, she struggled. "Let go of me, you bastard. Let go of me!"
"Huang'er, do you know that you almost crippled me just now? If I did, you, we…" Yan Ye wrapped his arms tightly around her. In his arms, Beiting Huang was like a cat that had been angered. She didn't use any moves, and she was like a shrew fighting back. She suddenly swung her claws at Yan Ye's face. Yan Ye didn't dare to be scratched by her. If he did, he would be humiliated.
"Hmph, don't you want to ignore me? Aren't you very annoyed to see me? Do you think I want to see you? Why do I want to see your ghost face?" Beiting Huang was so strong and stubborn. She had never felt aggrieved even when her life was in danger. However, when she saw Yan Ye close his eyes and ignore her, she actually felt her heart break.
