“Cut the nonsense, or I’ll kill you!”0

Mo Beiqiu uttered coldly as a terrific aura washed out of her.0

“Hehehe… if harsh words are a sign of affection, then a beating is a sign of love. You really do love me to death, don’t you?”0

Beside himself with joy, Zhang Lingyang moved his face closer to Mo Beiqiu and said, “Hit me then! Hit me hard enough to kill me! I am your man, and you have my word that I am strong enough to take any love you can throw at me!”1

Instead of answering, Mo Beiqiu revealed a smooth, fair palm and slapped Zhang Lingyang in the head.0

Zhang Lingyang spun twice on his feet before steadying himself. He wasn’t harmed in the slightest.0

It looked like the duo were flirting with each other, but Yun Qingxiao knew that it was anything but.0

Mo Beiqiu’s slap looked weak and powerless, but it really contained enough force to shatter a river or snap a mountain in half. She had seriously hit Zhang Lingyang with the intention to smear his body across...0