Xiao Mingyue noticed Li Feng's playful gaze sweeping over her, and felt a wave of irritation. She reached out and grabbed a sofa cushion behind her, hurling it at Li Feng.
Li Feng saw the flying cushion and caught it mid-air, but Xiao Mingyue wasn't done just by throwing a cushion.
She is Xiao Mingyue.
She had traveled all the way back to Huacheng, not to be mocked by Li Feng, especially considering why she had torn her clothes.
At this moment, she felt like her kindness was being treated like garbage. She shouldn't have come to Huacheng, regardless of his fate.
Enraged, Xiao Mingyue bounced up from the sofa without a word, delivering a Taekwondo flying kick and sending the airborne cushion flying just like Li Feng.
Li Feng watched in astonishment as the cushion flew away, then turned to look at the cool-as-ice Xiao Mingyue, his gaze involuntarily sweeping over her legs in stockings.
"Do they look good?"
