The Crown Prince's Consort is Too Cunning and Wicked

  Fortunately, Rong Yi's hand only relaxed for a moment, and then he still firmly grasped her hand, pulling her up with one swift motion.

  Ming Yu Kong stood with one foot on the deck, turned her head and looked back, and indeed, behind her long skirt, a piece of fabric had been torn off, revealing a scratch!

  She just knew that when she was crooked just now, she heard the sound of "hiss" and the fabric was broken. When she looked again, her skirt was really torn.

  She recalled how Yun Yu had reached out to pull her earlier, and her face immediately turned ugly. She turned her head to look at him, saying in a bad tone:

  "Your belly is black, I knew you didn't have any good intentions. You pretended to pull me onto the shipboard, but actually you just wanted to ruin my skirt on purpose."

  She had thought his hand was warm and safe just now, but that was a complete illusion, an illusion!

  Rong Yi slowly stroked his right hand with a gentle and elegant gesture, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, his tone light and calm.

  "I'm indeed a kind soul, seeing you struggling to get on board, I wanted to lend a hand and pull you up."

  Ming Yu Kong looked at the torn hem of her skirt, which was the most suitable one she had found so far. As a result, it was ruined because Rong Yao pulled her, and she didn't believe what he said. She snorted:

  "You're so kind, why did you intentionally trip me up in the middle, almost making me fall? If not for that, my skirt wouldn't have torn."

  Rong Yi's gaze swept lightly over Ming Yueleng's body, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his pleasant voice was like the sound of a qin.

  "It's actually just a small matter to pull you. I didn't expect that, Miss Mingda, although you don't look tall, your body is as stable as Mount Tai. I misjudged for a moment and used a bit less force."

  She's fat!

  Ming Yu's face turned red with anger, her eyes widened in a glare as she gritted her teeth and stared at Rong Yi.

  Where did she get fat? Which part of her got fat? Her current figure is obviously standard, with a slender waist and long legs that are proportionate. Where does this dead Rong Yi see her as being fat?

  She glared at Rong Yi, staring at him intensely, "You said I'm fat? Where am I fat? I'm so slender and delicate, where's the resemblance to Mount Tai's solidity?"

  Rong Yi looked at her puffed up appearance, the corners of his lips slightly curved upwards, and he reached out to pinch her cheek, raising an eyebrow:

  "Look at this, it's getting so fat that a double chin is about to appear, and yet you say you're not fat."

  He pinched and let go, Ming Yuleng didn't have time to slap his hand away, and at this moment she also didn't notice that her cheek had been touched unintentionally, getting even angrier.

  "This isn't fat, it's baby fat, got it? It'll be gone once I'm an adult, understand?"

  "You just said it yourself - fat. It's a fact that you've already acknowledged, and you can't say I'm framing you." Rong Yi's fingertips lightly rubbed against his sleeve, and he smiled with a lowered gaze.

  This smile was like a silent blooming of the mandala, unfolding in the midst of clarity and emitting an enchanting intention that even dyed the surrounding wind with this elegant and mysterious meaning.

  Ming Yu Kong stared at that elegant smile, but after hearing his words, all the beauty instantly disappeared, staring at his slightly red lips, and viciously said:

  "You said something and don't try to change the subject. Just now it was you who pulled me, and my skirt was torn because you didn't pull steadily, can you deny this?"

  Rong Yi glanced at her skirt and slightly pursed his lips, looking like he was doing it reluctantly...