"You still have the nerve to laugh!"
Long Fei sipped his tea gloomily, then reached out toward Wang Xiaoya's waist and gave her a hard tickle.
Wang Xiaoya squirmed away hurriedly from his devilish grasp, laughing mischievously as she looked at him. "Serves you right—you got what you deserved! Who told you to secretly marry someone else behind my back? If you had behaved and stayed loyal to only me back then, would this situation even exist now?"
"Oh, just enjoy your smugness now. I see you've got someone to back you up these days, huh?"
Long Fei smiled wryly and rubbed his temples. He asked her, "So tell me—how do we handle this? We can't just keep putting our thing off forever, can we?"
"The Enlightenment Tea leaves must not go to waste!"
