My Fist... (2)

"If you're not injured, let's get down to business. Please hand over the Red Lotus True Flame." Li Yu curled his hand.

"Why?" asked a confused Rong as her eyes widened.

"I helped you out of trouble and saved your life. Don't you think you should repay me?" Li Yu stated with a serious face.

"Oh, right. You saved my life. Then… I should devote my life to you! Isn't that how human stories of heroes saving beauties go?"

You Rong suddenly grabbed Li Yu's arm and pulled it into her warm, soft chest.

Then, her acting spirit came online and looked at Li Yu with sparkling eyes. "You have saved my life. I can't repay you, so I can only marry you!"

"Shoo, shoo, shoo. Are you repaying kindness with hate?!" Li Yu pressed down on You Rong's little head and pushed her to the side as he snapped.

You Rong was stunned for a moment before she realized what Li Yu meant. She immediately stomped her feet in anger, and her cheeks bulged.