Xue Feifei glared at him angrily, and as her gaze shifted, so did her leg.
Which was intercepted by Yu Sixing.
He added, "Did I leave something out? You gave three suggestions, and I didn't give any feedback. At least, add this one: no more kicking carelessly. One more kick, and your happiness will be gone."
Unsatisfied, Xue Feifei reached out a hand. Yu Sixing, with quick reflexes, intercepted it mid-air, "And your attitude, always on edge. The slightest disagreement and you resort to punching. The harder you hit now, the worse your punishment will be tomorrow night. Think about it yourself."
Xue Feifei ignored him, throwing another kick, which squarely hit his sensitive parts. This swift kick had Yu Sixing instantly sucking in a cold breath, barely able to stutter out "you" before he limped out of the room.