He's the President of the country, how could he stoop to pushing a woman? Simply degrading.
But the frustration was real; he kept losing control because of this woman.
He extended his muscular arm and gripped her delicate waist, lifting her directly onto his sturdy thighs.
The intimate gesture startled Mi Yao, and then she struggled fiercely, pounding his broad shoulders with her little fists, "What are you doing, don't touch me, let me go!"
Yue Ming didn't move, letting her hit him. His chiseled features were sharp like blade edges, and his well-defined large hand reached her petite buttocks, delivering a slap, "Stop fidgeting!"
Mi Yao was infuriated. He actually spanked her?
Yue Ming did quite enjoy spanking Little Bud. Such a small child couldn't be reasoned with; a smack would make him behave. Now spanking this woman, the feel under his palm was fine—firm and springy— he couldn't help but give her a hard pinch.
