"Ye...Ye Qiao, you..."
Gai Yu couldn't maintain any semblance of grace or elegance, her hand wiping away the cream on her face, looking at the cherry that stuck to her finger, she shook so hard with anger that her face turned an ashen blue, and her entire expression became fierce. But, because of the cream all over her face, the expression just looked all the more comical.
"Me? I'm just this uncouth, this rude. Sorry, we're just ordinary folks, we fight with hands not mouths!" Ye Qiao flicked off the cream on her hands, her gaze landing on Gai Yu's face smeared with cream, "Gai Yu, if you try to play mind games with me again, this young master won't fall for your tricks!"
"You!"
Chen Ziming took a step forward, raising his hand to strike Ye Qiao's face.
"Xiaoqiao!"
Ning Xiaofei exclaimed in shock, rushing over to protect her.
