Although she was sleeping at the time and didn't hear, Song Tian Mo had never in his life been so utterly smitten by a woman, much less ever apologized to one.
"You're such a spoiled brat!" Song Tian Mo raised his right hand, poking Ling Fei's smooth forehead firmly with his finger, annoyance palpable.
"What does 'spoiled brat' mean? It sounds so unpleasant. Ever heard of 'courtesy before force'? Huh?" Ling Fei defiantly raised her fair and delicate chin, her face full of vanity. "Besides, aren't you there for me? I know you wouldn't let me be bullied for no reason, right? With you to help me, why would I need to lift a finger? Isn't that right, hubby?"
She deliberately drew out the word 'hubby', sounding sweet and coquettishly charming.
Seeing her act so cutely, Song Tian Mo could no longer keep a straight face and burst out laughing.