Yang Feilong then played a game of who could hold their breath longer with Xiao Jingwen. Xiao Jingwen had initiated this game, but losing to Yang Feilong every time left her unwilling to accept defeat, embodying the classic phrase of being bad at something but stubbornly persistent.
How can you compete with a cultivator in holding your breath? Even if I deliberately restrain myself, you, a little girl who doesn't practice martial arts, can't possibly compare.
"Mmm, my lips feel all swollen from your kisses," Xiao Jingwen said, pulling out a small mirror from her pocket. She examined her thin lips, which now appeared noticeably thicker. The swelling was evident. She cast a wronged glance at Yang Feilong.
"Didn't you want to compete with me in holding my breath?" Yang Feilong asked helplessly.
"It's all your fault," Xiao Jingwen said unreasonably.
"Yes, yes, it's my fault, my fault," Yang Feilong threw up his hands, admitting defeat immediately when faced with Xiao Jingwen's irrationality.
"Then how are you going to compensate me?" Xiao Jingwen tilted her head and asked.
"Uh," Yang Feilong thought for a moment and said, "How about I give you a pill? It's specifically for swelling."
"..." Xiao Jingwen gave Yang Feilong a speechless look. "You calling that compensation for your mistakes? I want a big meal."
"A big meal? Alright!" Yang Feilong glanced at the sky outside. It was getting late, almost dinner time. He had originally planned to buy the medicinal herbs and then head back to the company to have dinner with Li Yufei. Now, it seemed he'd have to stand her up.
"Why do you look so reluctant?" Xiao Jingwen mumbled, pouting.
"I'm very willing, I'm just not good at expressing it," Yang Feilong explained calmly.
"Hmph," Xiao Jingwen pouted her lips, reluctantly accepting Yang Feilong's answer.
"Have you decided yet? What kind of big meal do you want?" Yang Feilong asked.
"I want to eat Mala Xiang Guo," Xiao Jingwen giggled.
"Mala Xiang Guo? Okay," Yang Feilong nodded. He didn't have any particular preferences when it came to food. Since Xiao Jingwen had made a request, he would simply go along with it!
...
After eating Mala Xiang Guo, Yang Feilong suggested, "It's getting late. I'll take you home."
"No, I want you to stay with me!" Xiao Jingwen said clingily.
"I have things to do," Yang Feilong sighed. "If you're like this, I won't have any personal space at all. I don't like clingy girlfriends."
"Ah?" Hearing Yang Feilong's words, Xiao Jingwen's lips quivered, looking very sad, as if expecting him to comfort her quickly, otherwise she wouldn't get better.
Yang Feilong pretended not to see it.
If he gave in to Xiao Jingwen's methods this time, she would likely resort to such tactics for every request in the future!
Yang Feilong wasn't heartless, but he couldn't do that. His interactions with his sister a while back had taught him a lesson: sometimes, one had to be a bit tougher. Otherwise, how could he ensure that everyone received their fair share?
Besides, he truly had things to do: refining pills for himself and an antidote for Luo Feixue.
After he finished refining, he also had to leave Lan Hai City for a while to deal with the Lin family's affairs. After all, the bounty on his head from the Lin family had not been lifted. Who knew how long Luo Feixue would take to resolve it? That assassin organization might send a more formidable assassin to carry out the mission. He was already burdened with trouble, so it was best to resolve one piece of trouble at a time!
For him, this was not a time for romance.
"Why aren't you comforting me!" Xiao Jingwen said mournfully, seeing Yang Feilong's indifferent reaction to her pout.
"I genuinely have things I need to do," Yang Feilong sighed. "I can't be with you every day. If you feel I'm an unqualified boyfriend, perhaps we should take a break?"
"Hmph, you wish! You've taken advantage of me and now you want to abandon me? I'm telling you, that's impossible!" Xiao Jingwen snorted, speaking with great force.
"..." Yang Feilong was bewildered. When had he "taken advantage" of her? They had only kissed and touched. While they had kissed quite a few times, wasn't she the one who initiated it? Now he regretted it; he seemed to have provoked a troublesome woman!
Compared to her, his sister was at least strategic and didn't resort to unreasonable demands. But Xiao Jingwen was heading in that direction. No wonder she was called a "little devil."
Moreover, Mia was also called a "little devil," but in this regard, she was far from Xiao Jingwen.
Thinking about it, Mia had also been influenced by this "little devil," Xiao Jingwen.
"Alas, after all these years of hunting geese, I've finally been pecked by one!" Yang Feilong mused inwardly.
Seeing Yang Feilong's seemingly displeased expression, Xiao Jingwen weakly looped her arm through his. "Feilong Gege, do you not like me anymore?"
Yang Feilong: "..."
Silence was his answer, conveying his stance.
"Okay, okay, then just stay with me for another hour, alright? Or how about half an hour?" Xiao Jingwen said pitifully.
"Alright, it's agreed, half an hour," Yang Feilong relented, deciding to trust her this time.
Thus, for the next half hour, Xiao Jingwen and Yang Feilong resumed their kissing game in the car.
It seemed as if she was trying to keep Yang Feilong longer with this tactic. After half an hour, Yang Feilong punctually gently pushed Xiao Jingwen away and smoothly withdrew his hand, which had somehow found its way inside her clothes.
"Ahem, time's up. I'll take you home now!" Yang Feilong reminded her.
"Yang Feilong, you're a scoundrel!" Xiao Jingwen, who had been gazing at Yang Feilong with alluring eyes and was already stirred by his kisses and touches, suddenly felt a surge of anger when Yang Feilong abruptly stopped. She was left hanging, utterly exasperated, and couldn't help but curse.
Yang Feilong touched his nose. He admitted that his actions were indeed a bit heartless. He coughed and said, "I was just worried that if we didn't stop and I took you home, something truly 'life-and-death' might happen!"
"What does that have to do with life and death? Don't talk nonsense! I'm not a seven or eight-year-old child!" Xiao Jingwen said indignantly to Yang Feilong.
Seeing that Xiao Jingwen didn't understand the veiled meaning of his words, he had to explain in more detail: "Ahem, I mean, if this continues, I might devour you completely and make you truly my woman."
"Huh? Ah!" Xiao Jingwen's face instantly flushed red. "Um, I don't mind. If you want me, you can have me."
"..." Yang Feilong felt helpless. Most girls were reserved, especially regarding such matters. Even if they liked someone a lot, they would cherish their first time and wouldn't give it away easily.
But Xiao Jingwen, on the other hand, seemed to be looking forward to it.
"A girl should have self-respect," Yang Feilong decided to lecture Xiao Jingwen.
"Of course, I have self-respect. But you're my boyfriend, and I like you so much. What's wrong with giving myself to you?" Xiao Jingwen blinked her beautiful eyes, a look of confusion on her face.
"..." Yang Feilong found himself utterly speechless.