Nangong Yaoling wasn't angry; instead, he shifted closer to her, reached out his hand, and held her in his arms. Resting his chin on her forehead, he sighed, "I must be a freak to be so into a silly woman like you."
Xia Xiaonuan: ...
Her eyes darted around, then she turned her head and gave Nangong Yaoling a faint smile.
Nangong Yaoling was stunned.
By the time he reacted, his chest had already taken a hard hit from her elbow.
Nangong Yaoling's face changed, and he grunted.
"Xia Xiaonuan, how dare you play dirty!" Nangong Yaoling clutched his chest and growled with a frown.
Xia Xiaonuan's lips curled into a mocking smile: "To deal with a freak, you need unconventional tactics!"
Nangong Yaoling: ...
The driver in the front glanced at the Young Master and Young Madam in the rearview mirror, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand, and his face darkened.
...
The car stopped at the entrance of the club.
