"You … why did you kiss me?" Don't you hate me?
Ying Mei rolls her eyes at him, "Idiot!"
Saying that, she pushes him away and turns to leave.
Han Ye suddenly sobers up, tightly clenching his hands and shouting: "You're not allowed to go!"
Ying Mei casts him a sidelong glance: "Are you ordering me?"
Han Ye's eyes are flustered, his face flushed, but he refuses to let go no matter what.
After a long time, he squeezes out: "You, you kissed me, so you have to take responsibility!"
Ying Mei is amused by him: "I have to take responsibility for a kiss?"
Han Ye nods again and again.
Ying Mei slightly lowers her eyes, suddenly grabs his lapel and gently pushes him down on the bed.
She kisses him once again.
A low, hoarse voice vaguely sounds: "What about now? How do I take responsibility? "
Han Ye's eyes are once again dyed crimson.
But it's different from the previous resentment and jealousy, this time …
He breathes heavily, unable to bear it any longer. He turns over and reverses their positions.
"Ying Mei, don't torture me anymore … I want to think that I'm in love again and again, if you don't like me …"
Ying Mei narrows her eyes: "What about you? Loitering around the brothel every day, looking for girls to accompany you? "
Meeting those cold and beautiful eyes filled with murderous intent, Han Ye is instantly terrified: "I, I didn't! I just want to annoy you, those girls, I didn't even touch a finger. Ying Mei, I, I've only liked you, one girl … you have to believe me … "
Ying Mei's mouth hooks up, but she immediately presses it down, whispering: "But I'm not a woman. Even if I'm willing to restore your identity as a woman, I can't learn those womanly charms again. I can't abandon the Xuan Department and be your wife with peace of mind. I might not even be able to bear children for you … "
Ying Mei says a bunch of things, but finds that the man who is looking down at her has a blank expression, as if he's stupid.
Her heart aches, and she wants to push him away.
But she hears Han Ye suddenly stuttering: "Little Shadow, you, what did you just say? You said that you're willing to restore my identity as a woman … you, what do you mean by that? "
The pain in her heart is like being gently scratched by a feather, disappearing without a trace in a flash.
Ying Mei looked at the silly look of the man in front of her, and her heart was filled with unprecedented peace and sweetness.
Han Ye grabs her hand, impatiently wanting to ask for a statement, but because he's too nervous, he's timid and timid.
"Yingmei, does this mean that you also like me a little?"
Ying Mei sighed and muttered silently, "Not just a little, but a lot."
However, Han Ye doesn't hear these words.
Seeing that Ying Mei was about to let go of his hand after he finished speaking, he got up.
Han Ye doesn't know where his courage and strength comes from, but he clasps both of her hands and heavily pushes her back, "Ying Mei!"
Seeing that the man was so anxious that his eyes were about to turn red.
The smile on Ying Mei's face became more and more tender.
However, she had always been cold and emotionless. Her seven emotions and six desires would not show on her face.
Therefore, in Han Ye's view, the 'youngster' under him still has an indifferent expression, as if disdainful of his anxiety.
However, just as Han Ye's heart sinks bit by bit, thinking that he's once again being delusional,
He hears Ying Mei's cool and calm voice, with a slight hoarseness: "Idiot, if you still don't understand, then it's better for us to cook the uncooked rice right now."
Raw … cook the uncooked rice?!!
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