"Humph! That sounds very easy for you," retorted Violet pretending to doubt Greg's words. She still needed to meet Greg's parents since they could only get the marriage license if his parents agreed their marriage. At least Violet's family had already agreed to their marriage.
"It is really easy, or well, what would you like?" asked Greg and before Violet could respond, he recapped,"Okay, I don't have to work tomorrow, so, I'll meet you in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau at nine a.m. and remember to bring your ID card and household registration."
"My household registration is easy, it's is at home. What about you?" asked Violet.
"It's easy for me as well. You didn't think I could get my household registration?" asked Greg as he wondered, 'Is this woman looking down on me?' 'How dare she! Should I punish her somehow for what she's thinking?'
"Greg? Wait, what are you doing? Stop!" shouted Violet as Greg put his hands on her again.
"What else is there to do in bed?" Greg replied with a wicked gleam in his eyes.
It was already six in the evening when Violet and Greg left the apartment.
As they were driving away, Greg asked,"Are you going back to your Uncle Wilson's home tonight?"
"Yes, where else can I go?" still unable to make eye contact, Violet stared out the window as she said.
Glimpsing over at Violet as he asked, Greg saw that she still wouldn't look at him.
"Why won't you look at me?" Greg asked grinning cockily.
"Why should I look at you? It's not like your face is a flower," replied Violet.
"Are you sure you won't look at me?" Greg asked again, this time in a sing-song voice. He wasn't angry, he wanted to tease Violet, and taunted,"If you won't look at me, next time I won't be as merciful as I was earlier. I don't know if I will ignore your rebellion."
"Why yy-o-ou..." Violet huffed as she spun her head to look at Greg. Suddenly thinking of earlier in the apartment, Violet was at a loss for words. The memory of Greg trying to make love to her again flashed in her mind, and she turned beet red. He had let her go after she resolutely resisted, or they would be at the apartment even now.
"Huh honey? Will you look at me, now?" Greg asked as he glanced at Violet while he drove along.
"OMG! Greg! You can be such an asshole!" complained Violet. She knew he enjoyed bullying her, but she hadn't expected this perverse side he was showing now.
"Whatever you say. I don't care," Greg pretended he wasn't fazed by what Violet said, but, inside he was feeling quite pleased as he drove.
Greg and Violet bantered back and forth until the car pulled in front of the gate leading to the Yuwen Family residence.
"Alright, we're here! I'm going in now," said Violet as she unbuckled and went to get out of the car.
"My lady, aren't you forgetting something?" Greg seized Violet's arm with his both hands to prevent her from getting up.
"What do you mean?" Violet was confused by Greg's question. She didn't think she had anything to do.
Without answering Violet's question, Greg leaned over and soundly kissed on her lips. He finally released after a long time.
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