Chapter 10: No One Owes Anyone

Looking at Feng Cai'er's forehead, smooth as jade, with her eyes closed, her eyelashes neat and delicate as little curtains…

Yang Fei couldn't help but bend down to admire this rare beauty.

Just at that moment, Feng Cai'er's phoenix eyes suddenly opened a sliver.

Her expression was somewhat dazed, heavy with sleepiness.

Their eyes met, and Feng Cai'er immediately sensed something was wrong.

Her eyes suddenly widened, her originally slim phoenix eyes now completely round, "You… what are you doing?"

Yang Fei was again stunned and speechless, damn it, this time, even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn't clear his name.

And just then, Feng Cai'er had already realized her situation.

She was leaning against Yang Fei in an especially awkward position.

Thinking back to Yang Fei's strange posture just now, Feng Cai'er almost went mad.

This bastard not only secretly held her in his arms but was even preparing to take advantage of her stealthily!

Yang Fei saw that Feng Cai'er's face had turned red, her eyes flashing with dangerous light, her teeth grinding noisily.

Her murderous gaze made Yang Fei's heart pound in fear.

He waved his hands frantically, "Calm down, calm down, it's not what you think, it's all a misunderstanding."

The more he explained, the colder Feng Cai'er's expression became.

Her face seemed frosted over, her teeth clenched as if she was about to tear Yang Fei apart, "Explain yourself clearly, did you take advantage of me or not?"

Yang Fei's head shook like a rattle-drum, "No, no, I swear to heaven I didn't!"

"Hmph, what credibility do the oaths of someone like you have? How dare you take advantage of me, I..."

Feng Cai'er's voice was pressed low, but the chilling murderous intent in her tone was like a sharp sword.

Her eyes were red, not just with anger but also with grievances.

Thinking that her first kiss had almost been stolen by this bad guy in front of her.

Feng Cai'er felt so aggrieved that she wanted to cry.

Both of their voices were very low, Yang Fei out of a guilty conscience, and Feng Cai'er due to shyness.

With so many people on the train, if they started making a scene, she, a young lady, would never be able to show her face again.

Others watching the two of them whispering thought that this pair of lovers were just having a tiff.

Throughout his life, Yang Fei could never stand to see a woman's tears.

Seeing Feng Cai'er's eyes brimming with tears, he softened at heart, "I really didn't do anything to you, okay?"

"Alright, even if I did bully you, you can bully me back, let's call it even."

Having said that, his eyes narrowed, lips slightly pouted, his stance clearly one of settling scores.

Feng Cai'er spat in disdain, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment, angrily pushing Yang Fei, "Who wants to bully you, you stinking bastard!"

Just at that moment, the train pulled into the station; the doors opened, and people began to get on.

Feng Cai'er's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure. She felt a chill in her heart and covered Yang Fei's mouth in a rush.

At the same time, she silenced herself, lowered her head, and sneakily glanced behind Yang Fei, her face full of tension.

Yang Fei suddenly felt his mouth covered and felt the warmth and softness of her palm. His heart stirred.

Immediately, he struggled free from Feng Cai'er's hand, spitting continuously, "Have you washed your hands, even if you are a cop… ah!"

Just then, Feng Cai'er suddenly twisted his waist with her hand, giving it a fierce 360-degree turn.

The excruciating pain made Yang Fei scream, but he heard Feng Cai'er sternly say beside his ear, "Be quiet, or I'll crush you."

"Damn, that's violent!"

Yang Fei shuddered all over.

Yet he saw Feng Cai'er stealthily glance behind her, her expression filled with immense tension.

"Who is it, you see your idol? So pathetic, let me tell you, women should be reserved…"

Yang Fei carelessly turned around, his mouth continuing to prattle on.

Just then, Feng Cai'er made a move that Yang Fei could never have dreamed of.

She suddenly puckered her lips and kissed Yang Fei on the mouth.

Yang Fei's eyes widened, and no matter how thick-skinned he was, he was utterly baffled.

Looking at the beautiful and delicate Feng Cai'er before him, he felt as if he had suddenly fallen into a dream that was both fragrant and soft.

Could it be that Feng Cai'er had finally discovered the charm of his masculinity and couldn't help but fall in love with him?

Yang Fei narcissistically thought and held Feng Cai'er tightly.

Feng Cai'er's body trembled slightly, her eyes showing immense annoyance.

Her cheeks were as red as a red apple, and one hand was around Yang Fei's neck, burying her face in his chest.

Damn, emotionally torturing single dogs late at night!

In the train, people of various appearances all looked enviously and jealously at the sweet couple.

Many men's eyes turned red, covetously staring at the beautiful, heroic woman in Yang Fei's arms.

Damn, life is really different for everyone.

Although Yang Fei was narcissistic, he was no fool.

As his lips met Feng Cai'er's, he noticed that her eyes were fiercely fixed on a man at the three o'clock direction.

Her face remained buried in Yang Fei's chest, unwilling to let the man see her.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Fei no longer teased Feng Cai'er and lowered his voice to ask gently.

He could feel Feng Cai'er's tension, her entire body taut as a bow.

Each of her tendons was filled with power, ready to spring into action like a hunting cheetah.

Feng Cai'er's voice was very low and she didn't care whether Yang Fei could hear her or not.

Her voice trembled, "Three o'clock direction, do you see? Oh my god, Xue Tu is actually here!"

"Yes, I've seen his wanted poster on the General Police Department internal network!"

"What Xue Tu, Xue Dog, isn't he just a criminal?"

Yang Fei said lazily, his voice playful, "Just because of one man, you get this panicked, really necessary?"

Xue Tu, ah, you have no idea how dangerous and terrifying this guy is! He's suspected of being involved in armed drug trafficking, arms dealing, and is a highly dangerous terrorist..."

Maybe it was too tense, but as Feng Cai'er whispered, her left hand fiercely clutched Yang Fei's thigh.

Her voice trembling, "Last time in Huaxia Jizhou, when his whereabouts were detected, the General Police Department deployed Special Forces, in joint operation with the local tactical police, a special platoon along with more than twenty tactical officers cornered him."

"Instead, Xue Tu killed over ten of our colleagues and broke out, among those killed were five snipers. Think about it, how terrifying this criminal is."

"Ouch ouch ouch, if you're scared, why pinch me…"

Yang Fei's eyebrows nearly knitted together as he pried Feng Cai'er's hand off while monitoring the menacing figure of Xue Tu at the three o'clock direction that Feng Cai'er was talking about.