Fang Yi just tilted his head slightly to the side, dodging the cigarette with sparks, and then calmly looked at Fang Yingying, who was covering her mouth.
Fang Yi's gaze had a hint of amusement, which made Fang Yingying very uneasy.
Suddenly, Fang Yingying slapped the table with a loud bang, immediately attracting the attention of everyone around.
Fang Yingying didn't feel awkward at all, instead, she loudly said, "What are you looking at? Haven't seen a beautiful girl angry before!"
To be fair, Fang Yingying was indeed pretty, but more on the cute side. When it came to womanly charm, she didn't have a bit.
The people around turned away and stopped watching, and she withdrew her hand.
As she withdrew her hand, Fang Yingying's hand trembled slightly—a small detail that Fang Yi caught entirely.
Slapping the table felt good, but unfortunately, it also hurt her hand.
Fang Yi didn't expose her, and calmly said, "What's the point of slapping the table out of nowhere? Aren't you afraid of breaking it?"
"This is called morale!"
Fang Yingying declared proudly, even striking a pose with one leg raised, one foot on the stool, looking like a female hooligan.
Fang Yi glanced sideways, "You're making it dirty. How's anyone supposed to sit? No sense of public decency."
Fang Yingying opened her mouth, "No, can you stop picking on me? Don't you think a super invincible beautiful girl like me standing on a stool looks really pretty? That's how they do it in movies."
Fang Yi shook his head, "Didn't see beauty, but saw another kind of beauty."
Fang Yingying immediately perked up, "Come on, tell me!" looking like she expected a compliment.
Even though he knew it would hurt her, Fang Yi still uttered those two words.
Fang Yingying suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon, losing energy instantly. She sat down, placing her hands randomly on the table, laying her upper body down, and resting her chin on the table, seeming to have lost all life motivation.
Fang Yi didn't feel any sympathy; he just wanted some peace now, yet Fang Yingying kept chattering away nearby, making Fang Yi truly helpless.
And indeed, if it was going to hurt her, so be it. Although Fang Yingying looked cute on the outside, she was actually cunning, like a little fox, which Fang Yi could see through.
Fang Yi ignored Fang Yingying, took the bottle of Erguotou, and got up to leave. But what surprised Fang Yi was that Fang Yingying, who had been soft and powerless, suddenly stood up as if she got a boost of energy.
"Why are you following me?" Fang Yi stopped to look back at her.
"I've made up my mind!" Fang Yingying said loudly.
Fang Yi was taken aback, feeling a bit curious, "What have you decided? Why all of a sudden acting like you've taken medicine. Come on, let me feel your head to see if you're really not an idiot."
As he spoke, Fang Yi reached out to touch Fang Yingying's head.
Unexpectedly, Fang Yingying wasn't scared at all, didn't back down, and instead, leaned her head forward.
"Go ahead, touch it. I'm not an idiot; I'm smart." Fang Yingying said confidently, not getting angry despite Fang Yi teasing her as an idiot.
Fang Yi still withdrew his hand. Discover more novels at novèlfire.net
Fang Yingying looked puzzled and innocent, "I've already reached my head out; why aren't you touching it? Are you looking down on me?"