Especially Bei Yinyao's nature, once she decides on something, not even nine oxen can drag her back.
Bei Yinyao sat curled up on the sofa, a captivating smile hanging on her face, with two shallow dimples that were soul-stealing, exuding an extraordinary charm.
"What? Can't I? Then just chase me out!"
Bei Yinyao seemed to have Ye Qingfeng figured out, shaking her little head and pouting at Ye Qingfeng.
Ye Qingfeng awkwardly touched his nose; if there was a girl who understood him most in this world, perhaps "Ouyang" wouldn't even count. It had to be the Bei Yinyao before him.
In the deep mountains, although he appeared aloof and indifferent towards Bei Yinyao, every time she had a way of teasing him until he was embarrassed, yet he had no way of dealing with her.
"You are so sure I won't throw you out?"
Ye Qingfeng squinted slightly, gripped his hand, and an invisible force encased Bei Yinyao, lifting her up.
Bei Yinyao's pretty face showed surprise, but not a trace of panic.
