"What are you doing?" Ning Xixi was scared now, her little hands against Ji Yebai's warm and broad chest, dodging his deep and obscure gaze.
Ji Yebai looked at her with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, "Ever heard of the term 'hit and run'?"
Ning Xixi pretended not to understand, "I don't know."
"Oh? Then let me translate it into the language of the comic books you often read. Something like... girl, you're playing with fire?"
He said this shameless sentence seriously and clearly, making Ning Xixi's face turn red, "You... you're so dirty!"
His gaze swept over her body as if it carried a scorching heat, "After playing with fire, you think you can just run off without getting burned? Tsk... seems like you haven't heard the saying, 'play with fire and you'll get burned'."
Ning Xixi was on the verge of tears, "I... I just wanted to feed you some watermelon!"
