Hearing this, Yang Ruotong's face flushed red again. Thinking of their wild antics over the past two days, she felt completely overwhelmed.
"You rascal... then, let's go upstairs," she finally said, her face still bright red.
Seeing her reaction, Lin Kuang chuckled. "Sister Tong, I'm just teasing. I actually arranged to meet Uncle Yang here to discuss something."
At his words, Yang Ruotong's cheeks burned even brighter. She wasn't a fool; she knew perfectly well he had just been teasing her. "You scoundrel!" she said irritably, opening her mouth and giving his shoulder a playful bite. She was worried about hurting him, however, so it was only a very gentle nibble.
"Alright, alright, go sit down. Uncle Yang should be here soon, and it wouldn't look good if he saw this," Lin Kuang said with a laugh, giving her cheek a quick kiss.
