Violence v/s finesse

Walking towards her apartment in the evening, the air was extremely silent between Xing Bi and Nian. The iciness from his gaze was yet to settle down after her fortune telling.

"...Your handsome face will get creases upon it if you ooze such a dangerous aura like that."

If it was a normal scenario, Nian would have hopped up and down and cried tears of joy just listening to her calling him handsome. But it was evident that the fortune telling didn't fare well with him.

By this point, they had already reached her apartment.

"Oof! Enough with that murderous expression!" She grabbed his arm and pulled him inside the building. "Let's go inside. I will cook something for you and if you dare think about my fortune anymore, then I will strangle you!"

Nian snapped out of his head and stared at her hand clutching his arm. "You shouldn't invite me inside. I just accompanied you to drop you home safely."