"If you keep looking at me like that, I'll have a hard time not doing something more," the man's voice was deep and husky, with a mix of three parts indifference and seven parts warning, causing Yan Xiaye to suddenly avert her gaze and press her lips together, unsure what to say that would be appropriate.
"You can't do this, Li Yuntang." She sounded deeply aggrieved, her words carrying a trembling tone as if she were on the verge of tears, murmuring softly, "Do you have any idea how much determination it took for me to decide to set clear boundaries with you?"
"I know, so what?" Li Yuntang looked down at her drenched little face, lifting his hand to wipe away the wet streaks on her cheeks with his sleeve, his tone was so calm it was startling, "I don't allow you to run away on your own, have you forgotten that already?"
