When Tang Fei saw Ye Chenxi pounce over, she instinctively dodged out of the way.
Her heart jumped—thank goodness he didn't land on top of her, otherwise…
Seeing her dodge, Ye Chenxi felt displeased, his face darkening as he said, "Wifey, don't play this game with me. Tonight we have to do it. Come over here, don't make me pounce again, or you'll really be in for it."
Ye Chenxi didn't want to force her.
But tonight was their wedding night; if she still refused to do that with him on their wedding night, then he would have to start suspecting certain things.
Who knew Tang Fei would sit at the edge of the bed, her little face haughty and stiff, still refusing. "Go to sleep. I said we're not doing it, so we're not doing it."
With that, she lay down, ready to sleep.
Ye Chenxi ignored her and lunged at her again. Startled, Tang Fei scrambled off the bed in a panic; she didn't even put on her shoes and just stood off to the side.
As if terrified he might touch her.
