At the same time as she was angry, Xiong Ya couldn't help wanting to care for Ye Feng. Is this the legendary mix of love and hate?
"Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm doing just fine." Seeing Xiong Ya's cute expression, Ye Feng couldn't resist making a teasing remark.
"Is that so? If I land a few punches on you, you won't be so relaxed." Seeing Ye Feng's smug face, Xiong Ya became displeased and raised her soft pink fist, whispering a threat.
"Hey, you're a lady, you can't bully the wounded. If people hear about this, they'll laugh their heads off." To achieve the effect Xiong Ya wanted, Ye Feng quickly shrank back his head in fear, and pleaded softly.
"As long as I don't tell, who else would know?" But Xiong Ya wasn't swayed by this and still slowly approached Ye Feng.
Just when Ye Feng pretended to be scared and was feeling frightened, Xiong Ya suddenly hugged Ye Feng tightly in front of her, holding him close in her arms.
