"Only my bravery could feed you all, otherwise how could I satisfy so many of you? Feeding all of you is a tough job for one man!
Ye Luo joked around.
"Hooligan, your skin is as thick as it gets—I've never seen anyone as shameless as you, bragging about being a playboy like it's totally justified."
Ling Qingya glared up at Ye Luo, her eyes carrying a hint of resentful charm.
"Alright, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have been such a flirt. But it's not my fault I'm handsome. If I weren't this good-looking, I wouldn't have so many women falling for me."
Ye Luo continued unabashedly.
Ling Qingya simply ignored Ye Luo and quietly started to recover her energy.
Ye Luo stayed close to Ling Qingya, whispering sweet nothings to each other and sharing their feelings.
As time passed by, night fell quickly, and Ye Luo and Ling Qingya returned to the villa together.
Back at the villa, all the women were gathered on the sofa, talking about something, with Yan Ling in the center.