He's really, really jealous!
Tang Suiyu lazily lay there, letting him indulge in his somewhat childish yet domineering actions.
Ye Gushen, who could wield knives and guns with ease, was fumbling with the delicate necklace at the back of her neck, failing to unclasp it for quite a while.
He truly felt like giving it a hard tug so it would break, and she'd never have a chance to wear it again.
But he was afraid he might hurt her neck.
"Ye..." She almost called him Uncle Ye again, "Why don't you just turn the necklace around to the front? You could see it better and it would come off quicker..."
"I like this position."
So he's just being stubborn?
Tang Suiyu leaned her head back, "I can't hold this up any longer!"
Ye Gushen moved closer to her face, whispering seductively, "Why don't you turn over?"
"Alright, alright!"
She turned over, unintentionally revealing her slender waist, looking obedient beyond words.
