Watching Hu Qingyu's face grow increasingly unpleasant, as if suppressing anger, yet also like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment. Xu Xiangbei knew he couldn't push any further and let go of her hand.
Hu Qingyu hurriedly pulled her hand back and cursed him a hooligan, glaring fiercely at Xu Xiangbei.
"As the ancients said, food and lust are natural instincts. This is simply my honest expression," Xu Xiangbei said righteously.
"Nothing decent comes out of a dog's mouth, all you talk about is lust. You're just a pervert, a hooligan," Hu Qingyu couldn't hold back any longer.
"Please don't tarnish my reputation, oh beautiful lady. When have I been a hooligan? When have I been a pervert? To insult my reputation like this, you should pay for emotional damage. But because you are beautiful, I won't hold it against you," Xu Xiangbei said with a faint smile, rendering Hu Qingyu speechless in just a few words.
