"What do you mean wait until all this is over, I mean I want you to stay with me tonight, to sleep with me. I'll sleep peacefully with you in my arms," Song Yun said smugly. "But if you feel like sacrificing yourself, I'm not against it, just keep in mind that you'd be taking advantage of me, unable to resist."
"You're dead meat." Just as Li Shishi had mustered her courage and let her guard down, who would have expected Song Yun, that little rascal, to say something like that? Her left hand grabbed onto the soft flesh around Song Yun's waist and executed a three hundred sixty-degree pinch with no blind spots.
"Ouch, stop pinching, or I'm going to retaliate," Song Yun winced in pain.
"Come on then, retaliate," Li Shishi said angrily. "It's your own fault for making such comments about me."