Chapter 2129 - 2131: Fighting Is So Exhausting

Chapter 2129: Chapter 2131: Fighting Is So Exhausting

A voice from behind, and Qi Fang knew who she was—it was that stubborn woman. It’s only been a few days and she’s already found him, even sneaked into his house. Quite brave, and quite skilled too.

She was the third person to come to his place since he moved in, though not openly, but sneaking in like a thief.

Qi Fang thought so.

"Speak, where are my things?"

The cold words rang in his ears again, and at the same time, a pain twisted his hands, bringing Qi Fang back to reality.

"A woman ought to be gentler. Otherwise, men won’t like it," Qi Fang said softly.

Ye Shuilan was slightly stunned, not yet reacting, when he had already flipped over. She, who was originally sitting on him, was now pressed beneath him, face to face, their eyes locking.

The situation had reversed.

How did he do it?

"Besides, the correct position is the man on top, the woman below," Qi Fang said with a smirk, narrowing his eyes at the woman beneath him. The most beautiful thing about her was her eyes—stubborn, domineering, unwilling to admit defeat, shining brightly.

She was wearing a blue uniform, the attire of the cleaning lady usually coming to his house, with a matching headscarf. She hadn’t done any facial disguise, and he wondered how she got in, hoping there were no injuries.

Yet looking at her like this, though wearing a uniform, she seemed quite alluring.

There was a glimmer of interest in Qi Fang’s eyes—the glow one gives when eyeing prey.

Listening to the teasing and implications in his words, Ye Shuilan reacted, ears slightly warming, her face full of anger. She moved again, her long legs clamping around his neck, bringing him down to the ground once more, engaging in a scuffle with him.

She attacked, he evaded, she kicked, he dodged. Qi Fang let her make her moves, yet it was like teasing a cat, accompanying her in the house with punches and kicks, quite a lively scene.

Ye Shuilan originally had confidence, but soon realized this man’s skills were not weak. Though he seemed to expose weaknesses, he was merely teasing her, giving her no benefits, and instead tiring her out.

Damn, he’s toying with a cat!

Ye Shuilan cursed inwardly, pulled out a Butterfly Knife from behind her waist, her demeanor shifted, launching toward him with a colder intent, no longer disguising.

Qi Fang frowned but quickly calmed down. As the knife approached his brows, his body flickered peculiarly, moving behind Ye Shuilan, tapping her wrist.

Ye Shuilan was stunned by his bizarre movement—what kind of technique is this? Then she felt a numbness in the hollow of her hand, the Butterfly Knife falling, caught by a hand extended from behind as a voice rang in her ear.

"A knife has no eyes, a woman should be cautious, better not hurt herself. So, I’ll keep it for you!"

Keep it my ass, Ye Shuilan kicked back, only to have her ankle caught, pulled backward.

The man’s aura instantly enveloped her.

"You’re too rough, that’s not good," Qi Fang’s hand was across her neck.

"Bastard..."

"Such foul mouth, it’s wrong to curse, no manners," Qi Fang continued, tapping her neck with a hand.

Ye Shuilan’s body softened, consciousness blurring before thinking—overturned in the gutter, she wouldn’t gain any advantage in front of this man.

Qi Fang looked at the woman fallen at his feet, then at the Butterfly Knife in his hand, twirling the knife skillfully into a flower in his hand. He shrugged, placing the knife on the bar, ignoring the person on the ground, and walked directly into the bar to pour himself a glass of red wine.

Fighting is really tiring!