Under the varied gazes coming from every direction, Zhou Changqing could not resist squeezing Ya Fei's soft, fair arm. Leaning close to her earlobe, he whispered, "Sister Ya Fei, I finally understand what it means for a beauty to bring disaster."
"Just look. Who knows how many people here want to tear me apart because of you?"
"You little rascal, how dare you tease me~"
Feeling his warm breath against her ear, Ya Fei's ears reddened slightly. She tapped the boy's arm with her small hand and chided him coyly.
Yet this sweet, girlish display shattered the hearts of many men watching her, leaving them in so much pain they could barely breathe.
Why wasn't I the man beside Ya Fei?
If only I could take his place!
That was the first thought in many men's minds.
At the same time, their gazes toward Zhou Changqing grew increasingly hostile, jealousy practically spilling from the corners of their eyes.
The corners of Zhou Changqing's mouth lifted. Ignoring those gazes that could have killed him ten million times over, he pulled his arm free of hers and slipped it around Ya Fei's slender, supple waist, without an ounce of excess flesh. He tightened his hold, drawing her closer.
Her eyes rippling with springtime warmth, Ya Fei gave this mischievous young man a flirtatious look. She offered no resistance, letting him hold her and even leaning into his embrace of her own accord.
At this sight, many men nearly ground their teeth to pieces.
Soon, the two reached a quiet seating area in the hall.
Dressed in luxurious black-and-yellow robes, Teng Shan was chatting with someone, his eyes narrowed until they seemed closed.
Catching sight of Zhou Changqing approaching with Ya Fei from the corner of his eye, Teng Shan paused in surprise,