Did You Ever Think That I Will Be Hurt?

Yan Qingsi rolled her eyes. "Tsk. You're just scared that I'll ruin my complexion and become ugly. Admit it: you only like pretty girls."

 Yue Tingfeng extended a hand and wrenched Yan Qingsi's jaw toward him. "Naturally. Who wants to let their woman become an ugly witch? I like you pretty, but… it hurts me when you hurt yourself like this. Did you ever think that I'll be hurt?"

 Yan Qingsi was taken aback. She stared at Yue Tingfeng for a while.

 Yue Tingfeng assumed that she was about to admit her offense. He could not predict her next words: "I didn't."

 The car screeched to a halt the next second. The two lunged forward violently.

 Yue Tingfeng gritted his teeth. "I can't talk to you anymore," he said. "Get out."

 Yan Qingsi barely suppressed her laughter. "If you say so, I'll get down…" she said.

 "Go go go. Get out and don't let me see you. Yan Qingsi, you're a cruel, heartless vixen. You— The h*ll? You're getting down?"