As usual, every time Pretty Boy was snubbed, he'd whip out his "vengeful" nature and retort within seconds, "Ye Feifei, can't your brain do a bit of spinning?! I tell you, if it doesn't spin, it'll rust!"
The moment he said that, another mysterious awkwardness ensued!
Some people always forget the pain once the wound heals, and they keep stepping on areas they shouldn't touch!
It's just habitual courting death, what can you do?!
Ye Feifei immediately picked up the broom near her feet with agility, stood up, and pointed impolitely at Pretty Boy, her face glowing with a peculiar radiance!
For someone who's obsessive about cleanliness and always cares about his image, this sort of "threat" always works wonders!
Pretty Boy truly surrendered in an instant: "Hey, sit down, listen to my analysis, okay? I've only said one sentence, what are you getting all worked up for?!"
Looking up, he saw that Ye Feifei didn't seem as angry as before.
