She was asking for a beating, and she has no reason to feel wronged!
"Hmph, even if I didn't hurt you, I still hit you! You had it coming!"
Feng Yueya huffed and turned to leave.
"Hey, Yue Yaya, you're mad again."
Yun Shangyuan jumped down from a tree and hurried to catch up with her.
He caught up, grabbed her hand, and apologized with a cheeky smile, "Alright, my Yue Yaya, don't be angry. Otherwise, you'll get wrinkles."
"Get lost, you stinky ghost, dead ghost, rotten ghost!" Feng Yueya violently shook off his hand.
Yun Shangyuan's hand then draped over her waist, he leaned in close to her ear and breathed, teasingly saying,
"Yue Yaya, hitting is caring, scolding is loving, today you not only hit me but also scolded me. I didn't realize before that my Yue Yaya liked me so much..."
"Big pervert! Shut your mouth!"
