After stepping on Song Tian Mo, she turned around and was about to leave.
Song Tian Mo had been unawares, and Ling Fei managed to step on him before running off in a fury. Swiftly Song Tian Mo reached out and grabbed her arm.
"Angry?" Song Tian Mo wrapped an arm around Ling Fei's slender waist, amused by her pique. "I lightly tapped your hand twice; you said it was a beating. Well, you've now stepped on me, isn't it time to stop being angry? Your one stomp was a lot worse than my gentle taps!"
"Let go!"
Ling Fei tersely pushed him away while maintaining a stern expression.
Song Tian Mo was not about to release her. Fortunately, they were in a corner, and no one could see what they were doing.
"Alright, sweetheart, don't be angry! Let me check your hand, did it really hurt?" Song Tian Mo, still chuckling, took one of Ling Fei's hands while holding her slender waist with his other arm: "How about a little kiss? They say that a kiss helps the pain go away."