After just two days of forming a contract with Xiao Ye, Yun Bing still hadn't gotten enough of being a married woman—how could she possibly let Xiao Ye go and leave herself alone in the bedroom?
Xiao Ye's eyes went wide, "Damn, those are some wild words, that's insane."
"Sister Yun Bing, I was just joking around, and you actually took it seriously?" he said, looking absolutely incredulous.
When she heard this, Yun Bing's gorgeous face flushed with anger. She glared at him, her beautiful eyes full of temper, and snapped, "Anyway, I've already agreed. Just say you're coming or not. If you say no, my fists are about to make you reconsider!"
She waved her fists and walked toward Xiao Ye, her beautiful eyes full of threat.
Xiao Ye backed up step by step, until he was pinned against the wall.
Yun Bing blocked his escape, pressing her curvy, killer body against him as she threatened, "You've got some nerve joking with me, getting my hopes up for nothing. You coming or not?"
