Su Li blinked, "What do you mean? Are you saying I have a bad temper?"
Wei Chengfeng leaned in closer, placing his palm on her leg and rubbed it back and forth twice, saying, "Of course, that's not what I mean."
Su Li glanced at his restless palm and suddenly laughed, asking, "Then what do you mean?"
Wei Chengfeng rested his chin on her shoulder, his hand creeping upwards, "My meaning... don't you understand?"
Su Li slapped his hand, neither too gently nor too harshly, "Can you not overstep your boundaries, please? I'm really not in the mood for this right now."
But Wei Chengfeng was shamelessly persistent, capturing her hand and playing with it in his palm, "Didn't you say you wouldn't get angry? Why can't we?"
"Ahem...until the issue with Qiao Ling is resolved, don't even think about it."
"Aren't you afraid I'll be frustrated to death? Could you bear that?"
Su Li nodded, her eyes smiling yet her expression dead serious, "Why couldn't I bear it? I'm more than willing."
