He reached out, wrapped one arm around her waist, and pressed her into the corner. His posture was clearly possessive.
Su Ye listened to his words and laughed in exasperation.
'This guy deliberately came here to make a scene, and somehow he's acting like he's in the right?'
Su Qing gazed at her, his eyes dark and deep.
"You've been so focused on this competition lately that you've been skipping meals and sleep. You won't even share a bed with me. So? Am I not allowed to come? Not allowed to watch?"
Hearing his petulant tone, Su Ye said nothing.
'Yep, the Curse must have damaged his brain.'
He glanced at Su Ye, noticing she remained silent.
He explained in a low, husky voice,
"I just came to see you, Benefactor. I wasn't planning on doing anything."
Su Qing held her pinned in the corner, lowered his head, and gently bit her cheek.
'His benefactor... though she was usually so soft and sweet, once he provoked her, she'd stay mad for a long, long time.'
