"Hehe, Xiaxia!" Ye Zi'an laughed somewhat reluctantly.
He blamed himself internally, how could he have let himself get carried away in his pride?
Yang Chuxia, however, didn't respond to him and reached out to tug at Ye Zi'an's collar. Seeing this, Ye Zi'an quickly grabbed her hand.
Then Yang Chuxia smiled at him, switching to her other hand, she surprisingly got hold of Ye Zi'an's belt.
Ye Zi'an was taken aback!
"Xiaxia!" He called out awkwardly, but Yang Chuxia snorted coldly, "What's wrong with me teasing you? Now I'm even flirting with you. What can you do about it?"
Cold sweat dripped down Ye Zi'an's face, thinking to himself, this wasn't fair, Xiaxia.
After saying this, Yang Chuxia put on her radiant smile again and said to Ye Zi'an, "Ye Zi'an, let's get into some mischief together!"
While saying this, her hand tightened around his belt. Ye Zi'an had the feeling that if he didn't respond, this girl would yank his belt off.
