Xie Jiuhan grabbed Feng Qing's wrist with one hand and pulled her into his arms.
Chi! Chi! The hand holding the perfume continued to spray.
"Wuwuwu, I got my new hairdo this morning! Jiu Jiu, be gentler!" Feng Qing struggled in Xie Jiuhan's arms, and her voice had already started to soften as she begged for mercy.
Xie Jiuhan's heart softened as he put away the perfume in his hand.
"Remember, don't let other men touch a single strand of your hair! And don't let your body be tainted with the smell of other men. Do you understand?" Xie Jiuhan ordered. He had taken Xu Mingqian's head stroke to heart.
Feng Qing smiled bitterly. She knew why Xie Jiuhan was angry, this man's love was too domineering!
"Petty!" Feng Qing snorted. "So according to you, I can't speak to the opposite sex anymore, right?"
The next second, Xie Jiuhan pinched her face. Their noses touched, and their breaths landed on each other's faces.
