Tang Wanyu and Ji Yiran burst into laughter upon hearing that.
"Ugh, darling, you're so bad. Who calls their girl a 'plot of land'?"
Ye Fei, seeing Ji Yiran's coquettish appearance, chuckled and pinched her cheek.
"Ugh, I said it, so what. I called you a plot of land, and even a paddy field at that."
With that, Ye Fei reached over and tugged at the bedsheet.
"Look at this bedsheet you've messed up; it looks like it's just been washed."
The normally shy Ji Yiran, after hearing Ye Fei's words, whimpered and punched him on the chest.
"Humph, you big bully, I'm not talking to you anymore."
Watching the two of them lying next to him, Ye Fei laughed heartily.
"Hehe, not talking to me is perfect. Saves me from sweating over you in the future, look how tired I've become."
Ji Yiran, who had just been flirting with Ye Fei, suddenly became anxious upon hearing this.
