The two locked eyes, and time seemed to stand still.
"Bai Yan, get up for me."
An Yan turned her face away, flushed with anger, and she pushed Bai Yan.
"I'm not getting up!"
Bai Yan was very adamant.
If he got up, he would be beaten by An Yan.
Since he couldn't hit An Yan nor scold her, the only way out was to maintain the status quo.
"You, how could you be like this? Xiao Wan will have wild thoughts if she sees, you get up first."
An Yan said timidly, seemingly not truly angry.
"I can get up, but only if you don't hit me, then I'll get up."
Bai Yan insisted.
"Bai Yan! You actually dare to threaten me! Fine, I'm calling for help now!"
"Wait, I'm getting up."
Irrational women, and beautiful women even more so.
"Consider yourself sensible!"
An Yan got up with a huff, stamped her foot, and turned her head away, her petulant charm like that of a little girl made Bai Yan stare in amazement.
