"Hmph, I don't want to talk to you anymore!" Seeing Yang Feilong's cold demeanor, Murong Qiuyue was very angry.
She said and leaped from the swing, turning her back to Yang Feilong, displaying an attitude of "if you don't coax me properly, you won't get me."
"..."
Although Yang Feilong was often passive in emotional matters, he was by no means naive when it came to romance.
Naturally, he could tell that Murong Qiuyue definitely had feelings for him. This made Yang Feilong quite helpless. If he tried to coax her, she might just push her luck further. Therefore, Yang Feilong decided to play it cool.
After waiting for a long time and seeing no reaction from Yang Feilong, Murong Qiuyue couldn't help but say with indignant shyness, "You've seen my entire body, aren't you going to take responsibility?"
Yang Feilong was stunned.
Could it be like this?
However, speaking of which, what Murong Qiuyue said was indeed a fact.
"But I did it to save you, didn't I?" Yang Feilong argued.
"To save me?" Murong Qiuyue snorted, "Don't you know that a girl's purity is sometimes more important than her life?"
"..."
"You've seen me completely. If you don't take responsibility for me, I'll tell my father, and I'll tell those suitors of mine." Murong Qiuyue threatened fiercely.
Yang Feilong was bewildered. If Murong Qiuyue really said that, Murong Haotian might not be able to say much, but those suitors of Murong Qiuyue would probably want to kill him. With his current strength, let alone facing those older generation powerhouses, even among the younger generation, he wasn't invincible!
There were countless individuals at the peak of Innate and peak Foundation Establishment levels.
Yang Feilong's current strength was, at best, only able to deal with those at the middle stage of Innate (Foundation Establishment). He might not even be able to contend with those at the late stage.
Of course, he also knew that Murong Qiuyue was speaking out of anger. But if he didn't coax her properly, what if she truly became reckless?
"Aren't you forcing me?" Yang Feilong said with a wry smile, "Don't you know that forced melons are not sweet?"
"If you don't force it, I won't get to eat the melon at all!" Murong Qiuyue snorted. "I don't care if the melon is sweet or bitter!"
Yang Feilong: "..."
He was speechless.
"Qiuyue, you are a good girl. As for me, like you said before, I'm a scumbag with a bunch of girlfriends. Why would you want to fall into this pit again? With your beauty, your conditions, and your temperament, what kind of good man can't you find?" Yang Feilong sighed and advised.
"I just like scumbags! Is that not allowed?"
"..."
"I have more than a dozen girlfriends."
"If more than a dozen girlfriends are willing to follow you, it means you have some outstanding qualities that I haven't noticed. They don't mind, and neither do I!"
"..."
Murong Qiuyue herself didn't know why things had developed to this point. Didn't she originally want Yang Feilong to pretend to be her boyfriend? Why did it become like playing for real?
Alright, pretending to be her boyfriend was just out of girlish modesty. She had already had quite a good impression of Yang Feilong. After Yang Feilong saved her, saw her body, and helped her break through to the Innate realm, she had fallen for Yang Feilong.
Of course, it wasn't to say that this liking was very deep. It was just that compared to other suitors, Yang Feilong was to her taste in every aspect: handsome and extraordinary appearance, gentle and refined speech, he didn't flatter her but instead teased her from time to time, which made their interactions quite relaxed. Furthermore, Yang Feilong was indeed very outstanding. All these reasons combined led to her liking him!
"Have you thought about being my girlfriend?" Yang Feilong looked at Murong Qiuyue, who seemed to be energized, his starry eyes gazing at her.
Murong Qiuyue, who had been full of spirit, trembled violently under Yang Feilong's direct gaze. Her eyes seemed to shoot sparks. "I, I..."
"See, you're not ready to be my girlfriend!" Yang Feilong revealed a playful smile.
Being told this by Yang Feilong, Murong Qiuyue felt furious. She had actually been captivated by him. Unwilling to admit defeat, she snorted, "Who says I'm not ready!"
"Then do you know what a girlfriend should do?" Yang Feilong looked at Murong Qiuyue like a big bad wolf staring at a little white rabbit.
"Do what?" Murong Qiuyue asked weakly.
She was just an emotional novice, how could she understand what a girlfriend should do?
"As my girlfriend, you should prioritize my preferences. For example, kissing, sleeping..." Yang Feilong said with a half-smile, his gaze fixed on Murong Qiuyue's tender red lips, then scanning her body.
"Pervert, no, you can't!" Murong Qiuyue's face turned red, and she covered her chest with her left hand in fright, backing away repeatedly.
Seeing the startled Murong Qiuyue, Yang Feilong found it amusing. Had he actually been intimidated by such an emotional novice before?
He could see it now: Murong Qiuyue was tough on the outside, but in terms of emotions, she was a passive type. Her previous forwardness might have just been a momentary impulse. The moment he applied a little pressure, she backed down.
"Fine! Then let's just be friends!" Yang Feilong shrugged, saying with a disappointed expression.
Murong Qiuyue breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, her heart felt inexplicably lost, as if she had missed something.
She wasn't stupid. She quickly realized that Yang Feilong had scared her off.
He didn't like her, and that's why he used this tactic of feigned retreat!
"You, do I annoy you that much?" Murong Qiuyue, thinking this, was on the verge of tears. Tears slid down her fair, tender cheeks, making her look pitiful.
"Ah, why are you crying?" Yang Feilong, who had been feeling smug, became inexplicably flustered at this sight.
"You're bullying me!" Murong Qiuyue said aggrievedly, tears falling like pearls from a broken string.
"I..."
"Was it that difficult for you to pretend to be my boyfriend?" Murong Qiuyue sobbed.
"Alright, I promise!" Yang Feilong, seeing a girl cry, became flustered. He promised first, thinking, it's just pretending, right? Yes, he had quite enough experience in this regard!
While speaking, he wiped Murong Qiuyue's tears.
However, upon hearing Yang Feilong's agreement, Murong Qiuyue, who had been crying profusely, suddenly became sunny again, a sly smile appearing on her face.
Yang Feilong: "..."
The more beautiful a girl is, the more she deceives. It was true. After all this pulling and pushing, he had still fallen for Murong Qiuyue's trick.
"A man of his word should keep his promises!" Murong Qiuyue giggled.
"I'll keep my word, I'll keep my word!" Yang Feilong replied helplessly.
Seeing Yang Feilong's resigned expression, Murong Qiuyue smiled happily. Despite her joy, she inexplicably felt that something was missing from her heart.