"Cub, donāt be mad." He wrapped an arm around her and pinched her pouty little face with the other hand.
"How about this, I let you get your advantage back?"
Ye Jiuliang released her hand and pushed him, "Scram."
This guy had no shame.
You just canāt spoil a man.
Li Mochan took the opportunity to sit down on the sofa, and as Ye Jiuliang pushed his hand away to stand up, the arm around her waist pulled back, and she fell back down.
"Donāt move, Iāll blow dry your hair." Li Mochan took the hairdryer, pressed the switch, and warm air blew over.
Ye Jiuliang glanced at him sideways and hooked up a sly smile, "Li Mochan, letās discuss something."
"Donāt call me by my full name." He frowned.
Ye Jiuliang touched her nose and wisely changed her address, "Mohan, look at my hand, itās still hurt, I canāt possibly go to class wounded, right?"
The subtext was, you give me another leave of absence, better yet, for a few more days.
Li Mochan intentionally teased her and asked languidly, "Do you use your arm to listen in class?"
Ye Jiuliangās face darkened, "..."
She pretended to get up, "Itās late, you can go now."
"Hehe."
Li Mochan caught her hand, just about to speak, when his phoneās ringtone beat him to it.
"Cub, help me answer that."
Ye Jiuliang gave him a sideways glance, leaned over, and grabbed the phone off the table.
She glanced at the caller ID, no name was stored.
She pressed the answer button, and whatever the person on the other end said made her fingers slip, activating the speaker.
"Li Mochan, are you listening to me?" In the middle of the night, Old Master Liās voice was still as powerful as ever.
Ye Jiuliang looked at Li Mochan with a playful smile.
That call came quite promptly.
Li Mochan glanced at the phone and replied tersely, "Whatās the matter?"
"Why are you at the resort? The fire is so dangerous, why did you go to cause trouble? What if something happened?" The voice on the phone, Old Master Li, was burning with anger.
"How many times have I told you to keep your distance from Ye Jiuliang? Why canāt you just listen?"
Even through the phone, Ye Jiuliang could imagine Old Master Liās face sprayed with spit as he spoke.
By saying that, he made it feel like she was some kind of disaster.
"Anything else?" Li Mochan turned off the hairdryer, took the phone, and asked indifferently.
"You come straight back to the capital tomorrow, and donāt get close to Ye Jiuliang again. Old Jiang and his daughter will come to our house for dinner tomorrow evening, itās a good opportunity for you two..."
Without waiting for him to finish, Li Mochan hung up the call and casually threw the phone on the table.
"Tch tch, it sounds like the Old Master is arranging a blind date for you. Why donāt you go back overnight? Itās a good chance to see which pretty young lady it is, huh?" Ye Jiuliang teased as she fiddled with his shirt collar buttons, grinning.
Li Mochan lightly flicked her nose, "Are you jealous?"
"Whatās there for me to be jealous of? Whoever dares to steal can come and try." Ye Jiuliang said nonchalantly.
"Really that generous?" he asked.
Ye Jiuliang gave a rascalās laugh, "Whoever dares to steal, Iāll chop off their claws."
The people she watched, others could only watch but not touch.
Li Mochanās thin lips curved slightly, he was especially pleased with her domineering little attitude, "Then, cub, youād better take good care of me."
"Can I get a couple more days off then?" Ye Jiuliang struck while the iron was hot.
HIs slender, jade-like hand moved through her hair, and he tugged at the corner of his mouth, "That will depend on your performance."
"I should warn you, my sleeping habits are really bad." Ye Jiuliang, being a sharp person, instantly understood what he meant and said helplessly.
"If you really stay here, I canāt guarantee youāll see tomorrowās sun."