Gong Yeyan did not resist, letting the girl pin him against the wall. The dark, cold aura that seemed as though it could devour everything just moments ago receded like a tide as soon as she took the initiative to pull him closer, returning to his usual indifference that lacked the warmth of human life. He asked, "What did I do?"
Ming Ge accused him fiercely, "You look at me!"
The girl pretended to be angry, ferocious yet cute. Yeyan couldn't help but stretch out his long finger, and with a light touch, he pinched her puffed-up cheeks that were as adorable as a balloonfish. With his cool and steady voice, he countered, "Can't you be looked at?"
Ming Ge was embarrassed, "Oh, that's... not it either..."
"Therefore, your accusation is invalid, Miss Ming," Yeyan retracted his finger and curled his thin lips slightly as he spoke.
Ming Ge's ears tingled.
