Ye Fan felt like he was being fleeced and couldn't help but urge, "If you're going to hit me, just do it quickly, don't dawdle here."
"I won't!" Mo Xiaoyan humphed, "I just want to make you suffer!"
Ye Fan sighed weakly and simply closed his eyes.
Mo Xiaoyan continued to circle around Ye Fan, even pretending to lift her foot to kick him, but Ye Fan didn't react, which made her feel bored.
Yet, she wasn't willing to let it go just like that, so with a cunning glint in her eyes, she said, "I won't kick you now, I'll kick you when I feel like it later!"
Ye Fan opened his eyes and managed a weak, bitter smile.
Seeing this, Mo Xiaoyan triumphantly flipped her pretty face and walked out of the training room.
After Mo Xiaoyan left the training room, a smile crept onto Ye Fan's face.
He had thought that forcibly kissing Mo Xiaoyan that night would have serious consequences, but it turned out to be quite painless.