Although it wasn't the first time she had been bullied by Ye Fei, Ling Dang still couldn't help but feel weak.
Immersed in sweetness, Ling Dang soon realized that her short skirt had been flipped up.
"Wuu wuu."
She struggled in a hurry and forcefully broke free from Ye Fei's embrace.
"You stinky hooligan, bullying me again!"
Ling Dang's face was flushed, she scolded Ye Fei with her mouth, but her expression showed no sign of anger.
"It's because you won't marry me," he said.
"Hmph, you've got so many women already, why should I marry you?"
Ling Dang was very unhappy as she spoke, her heart filled with grievance.
Ye Fei didn't care about that at all and said forcefully, "We were betrothed as children. You are my fiancée, so of course, you have to marry me."
"Hmph, I still won't marry you."
Ling Dang pouted, her heart full of jealousy as she thought about Ye Fei's other women.
"Still not going to marry, is that it? I'll just have to turn the raw rice into cooked rice!"
