Ye Yizhou struggled, but failed to break free of Yan Qingdu's hold.
Ye Yizhou looked down at Yan Qingdu, his brows drawing together slightly as he said through gritted teeth, "Let go."
"Let's talk this through. You promised."
Yan Qingdu's arms tightened a little around Ye Yizhou's waist as he looked up at him, calm and firm.
Those two words, "You promised," left Ye Yizhou unable to argue.
Ye Yizhou closed his eyes briefly and pressed his lips together, their corners lifting slightly. Only after calming himself did he open his eyes and look at Yan Qingdu:
"Then tell me. What do you want to talk about?"
Yan Qingdu was just about to speak when Ye Yizhou interrupted him.
"Wait, let me sit back down on the sofa. You can't expect me to stand here listening to you the whole time! Standing is tiring."
Ye Yizhou glanced back at the sofa, then looked at Yan Qingdu with a show of weakness, his expression innocent and pitiful.
"All right," Yan Qingdu said.
Delighted, Ye Yizhou planned to slip away the moment Yan Qingdu let go.
To his surprise, Yan Qingdu simply picked him up and set him on his right thigh.
For a moment, Ye Yizhou looked stunned. He struggled for ages to form a complete sentence. "You-you..."
That single move from Yan Qingdu left Ye Yizhou at a complete loss.
"Standing is tiring. Sitting on my lap won't be," Yan Qingdu said solemnly, without any suggestive intent.
Ye Yizhou pointed at the sofa, trying to negotiate. "I can just sit on the sofa."
"I'm afraid you'll run off again. Holding you puts me more at ease."
Yan Qingdu honestly and directly voiced his thoughts, seeing right through Ye Yizhou's as well. "Don't say you wouldn't. You've lied to me plenty