Li Chengyun wrapped his hand tightly around her waist then ran his fingers through her hair, whispering, "This is just the preliminary match. If you can't even beat such a minor player, you're really useless."
Yu Jingrong fell silent, corners of her mouth tightening. She slapped Li Chengyun on his waist.
Li Chengyun caught her waist and shot her a dangerous glance, "Yu Jingrong, are you asking for a spanking?"
Yu Jingrong, far from being scared, leaned into his face defiantly, "Go ahead! I dare you!"
She knew well enough that Li Chengyun would never hit a woman; at most, he would simply pretend to, or have Aguai deal with it. Aguai was early to bed tonight, there was no way he would come to help Chengyun. Besides, they were both in bed, and no matter how angry he was, he would never allow Aguai to come in.
