Lian Qiao didn't give it much thought at first, but when she did, it gave her quite the shock!
This feeling...
Why did it feel so much like a boyfriend and girlfriend in love?
No, no, no!
It might have been fine with someone else, but this male protagonist was the Fire King of Hell; that changed the nature of the whole thing. This guy was known for quickly changing his tune—right now he might be pleased, but if he got angry, he would be terrifying.
As she followed him with small steps, she hurriedly clarified her stance, "Hey, from now on, let's consider our accounts settled, and let this matter be water under the bridge, all right? Don't bring it up again at home, and definitely don't dredge up any past grievances to pick a fight!"
"I won't pick a fight, I'll only pick you!"
"Aren't you shameless?"
"..." With a light snort, Xing Liehuo glared at her menacingly, but his face did not turn ugly.
