Why are you sticking so close, damn it? You have a fiancée, and you’re still secretly taking advantage of . Do you think I’m that easy to take advantage of? I really want to bite him to death.
Ling Kong had an innocent look on his face. Seeing her puff up her cheeks in anger, he smiled with the corners of his lips curving upward: "Finally willing to speak, I thought you were going to ignore until the dance was over."
"I’m not as boring as you."
The more angry she looked, the more pleased he seed, the brighter his smile beca. His eyes burned intensely, a fla dancing like wildfire, gazing at her with a slightly more gentle tone.
"Is Yiyi’s tone like this because you’re mad I didn’t invite you to the opening dance first, or are you jealous?"
Yiyi’s heart skipped a beat. Her watery eyes gave him an annoyed glare: "Who’s jealous? Stop talking nonsense. I’m just thinking about your lifelong happiness. What if you don’t succeed tonight and then bla it on ? I’m trying to avoid trouble."
To hell with jealousy, she would not be jealous.
No one is worth her being jealous over. Her heart felt stuffy.
Besides, they hadn’t seen each other for ten years. There wasn’t anything ambiguous between them, not even really friends. No matter how good their relationship was as kids, they were strangers now.
Suddenly, Ling Kong cunningly pulled her waist closer with force. Her body tilted forward, crashing into his embrace. Their eyes t, their faces incredibly close, his lips parting with a low, teasing voice.
"You really don’t care?"
Yiyi looked at the suddenly enlarged handso face in front of her. The eyes were like a vortex of magic, leaving her montarily composed, her breathing slowing while her heart raced: "Of course not."
Seeing her clearly nervous yet pretending not to care, Ling Kong’s smile deepened. He leaned in, speaking wickedly beside her ear: "Yiyi, if I can’t marry a wife, I’m definitely going to bla you. You’re in big trouble!"
"What does this have to do with ? I haven’t ruined your good deed." Yiyi’s cheeks kept blushing. Damn it, he was so close.
His breath blew onto her ear, tickling it until her earlobes burned. Why was he so teasing, this two-timing bastard of a brother, obviously having soone he liked in his heart, yet coming to flirt with her? How despicable!!!
Look, all around, the guests were laughing at them. Many were focusing their gazes on them with eyes full of thick ambiguity, whispering as they watched.
The guests must think there’s so illicit affair between them.
It’s over. Her innocence and hard-earned reputation are ruined.
"Don’t stick so close. Hey, give so space. Wouldn’t your girlfriend really be mad if she saw you like this?" She couldn’t help but ask.
"She would, she’s very angry."
"Then why are you doing this? Don’t you care about her feelings?" Yiyi felt a bit sorry for that girl. Also, that girl must be at the party, watching her and Brother Ling Kong like this, probably seething with anger.
How did Brother Ling Kong beco so bad? If you like soone, you should be devoted and treat that girl well, pamper her. How could he act like this?
She felt a bit disappointed, along with an indescribable feeling tingling inside.
Ling Kong gazed at her intently: "If I don’t test it, how will I know if she likes or gets jealous over ?"
"And if she does get jealous?"
"Then it proves she has in her heart, and I’m very happy."
Hearing his words, Yiyi felt even more suffocated in her chest. So he’s using her as a stimulant to provoke that girl.
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