Yu Mingye actually —
After lifting Feng Wu up, he began to spin her around on his right palm!
It was as if he wasn't holding a human being, but a handkerchief, like what they used in fold dances!
He spun, spun, and spun her —
And went faster!
And faster still!
Feng Wu's stomach churned!
She was so nauseated that she was really going to throw up!
Damn you, Yu Mingye —
"Yu Mingye, you moron!" Feng Wu retched. "We can talk about this! Just put me down!"
Yu Mingye was all the more pleased when he heard Feng Wu's exasperated voice. Hmph! She had tricked him and now she was threatening him? Forget it!
Hence, he spun her even faster.
Feng Wu wanted to cry!
She realized then that Yu Mingye was a guy that would yield to a soft approach but would reject force.
