Cute Wife with a Sky-High Price: the Paranoid Young Emperor's Favorite

"Master, Madam, she ran away again." Xihe reported respectfully next to Yan Yuchen. Yan Yuchen's deep eyes darkened: "Ha! Can you escape?" Shi Yao pushed him away angrily: "Yan Yuchen, that's enough. This cat-and-mouse game ends here. Coercion is not sweet. I have emphasized it many times. I said I must have you. I don't like Yan Yuchen. I hate you." Yan Yuchen smiled evilly, pushed her against the wall, and raised her chin: "Don't talk too much, because it will slap you in the face. I don't know whether the melons others twist are sweet or not, but as long as I twist them - they are all sweet!"