Lu Weixi completely ignored him and reached out to push him away, wanting him to stay away from her.
Qin Zhiyou refused to let go. He firmly held onto her waist, lifted her up, and sat her down on his legs, wrapping his arms around her. Lu Weixi kept resisting, pushing him away, so he firmly grasped her hands in his palm, preventing her from pushing him further. Then, he tilted his head and pecked her cheek with his lips, "Stop crying."
Consolation was utterly useless when the woman was furious. The more dominant Qin Zhiyou became, the angrier Lu Weixi got. She struggled to be free, tears still brimming in her eyes, but her gaze was fierce like a wildcat. She turned and with a small punch, angrily hit his face and chest. Qin Zhiyou didn't resist; he let her hit him. As her punches grew weaker, guessing she had tired, he reached out, gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and said, "Stop crying. It makes you look so ugly."