Su Qianci got angry upon hearing that. She swung at him with her fist and barked, "You're going overboard!"
The corners of Li Sicheng's lips tilted up mischievously as he caught her fist in a steady grip. Su Qianci missed her target, and her other hand shot out towards his face.
Li Sicheng laughed as he blocked his face. No one expected Su Qianci to change her direction mid-punch. With a hook, she aimed for the side of his jaw instead.
Talk about packing a punch!
It was nerve-wracking to see someone about to get punched this way, but Li Sicheng's smile only deepened.
He saw that Su Qianci was about to land a punch on his jaw, and once again, he grabbed hold of her fist.
Her fist was only a millimeter away from his face when Li Sicheng caught it in his grip. With both her hands bound by his, he pulled her forward into a hug and murmured to her, "Alright, enough. We still have guests here."
