"Ye Rongyue!" Yun Yi's lips curved as he pulled her a little closer. "From yesterday to today you've roasted me at least three times! Remember this: do it again and I'll ship you off to Mars!"
Yun Yi thought, you really don't know the cost of firewood and rice until you run the household yourself. Building one of those things cost a billion and took five years. After sinking so much time into it, of course he'd rather not wreck it if he could help it.
"Mars, what star is that?" Ye Rongyue blinked twice. She still knew way too little about this world; half the things people said she couldn't even understand.
Seeing her completely baffled, long lashes fluttering, skin so delicate it looked like you could squeeze water out of it—she really was a beauty, even more stunning than the number-one beauty rumored around Capital City. She was only seventeen or eighteen now; once she was a bit older, who knew how many people she'd dazzle.
