Bo Yeyuan started to feel anxious again, it was as if he had developed an anxiety disorder.
Whenever Li Qiyu was nice to him, he felt uncomfortable all over, and his heart seemed to hang precariously over the edge of a knife...
If she were to let go, he would be pierced and torn to shreds.
Bo Yeyuan glared at her fiercely, his eyes full of wariness, "Why are you being so nice to me?"
"I'll be nice to you if I want, and if I decide to be cruel... you'll be miserable to the point of tears."
"Li Qiyu! Are you scheming against me?" Bo Yeyuan felt uneasy, "Or are you softening up to me just to plead for Sheng Shinian's sake?"
"Don't want to eat? Then I'll give it to Leike..." Li Qiyu changed the subject and was about to leave.
"I, want, to eat!" Bo Yeyuan wished he could strangle her. Was tormenting him really that amusing?!
"Then don't talk too much nonsense, if your mouth gets tired, I'll feel heartache." Li Qiyu said with a smile, looking at him affectionately.
