Li Xiaoyao didn't think so, though. Even though he hadn't had physical intimacy with Zhu Xiaoyue, in his heart, Zhu Xiaoyue was sooner or later going to be his woman.
This was probably the difference in thinking between a Cultivator and a mortal.
"Stop the car!"
"Brake!"
Li Xiaoyao stepped on the brakes, and the car stopped by the side of the road.
Zhu Xiaoyue pushed open the car door and walked away without looking back.
Li Xiaoyao reached out to grab her, but Zhu Xiaoyue shook him off fiercely, yet she didn't manage to break free.
"Stop making a fuss," Li Xiaoyao said forcefully as he held her in his arms.
Zhu Xiaoyue struggled even harder, "Don't touch me, let me go!"
One must not indulge a woman's temper tantrums, and Li Xiaoyao knew this well, so he scooped her up with his right hand and carried her over his shoulder.
A car passed by, saw what was happening, and the driver stopped to shout at Li Xiaoyao, "Put the woman down! Otherwise, I'm calling the police."
