Seeing that I didn't speak, Cheng Yu also dropped the subject and stretched his hand to touch my waist, "Tonight, accompany me to a banquet."
My body stiffened sensitively for a moment, and I turned to glare at him, only to see his face full of smiles, I swiped his hand away dissatisfiedly, "Don't touch my waist."
Cheng Yu raised his hands, feigning innocence with a brazen smile on his face, "Alright, I won't touch it, mom is getting stingier."
I gripped his wrist, raising an eyebrow in retort, "Generous, Young Master Cheng? Letting just anybody slap you?"
Cheng Yu's gaze darkened slightly, the arm around my waist tightened, he looked like he was getting angry, but I wasn't afraid at all, staring straight at him.
"Come on then!" he said seriously.
I was momentarily stunned, not catching his meaning, when Cheng Yu already grabbed my hand and placed it on his waist, "You wanted to slap, anyone else can't, but if it's you, I won't resist."
Who wants to slap you!