"We're not even married yet, and you're already so disgusted with me. What will happen if we get married?" After Jiujiu said that, she lifted her leg and kicked Duan Zhengyang's calf. Then, she turned around and walked towards the bed. After she fell asleep, she even kicked Duan Zhengyang's butt. She was using her actions to express that she did not like him.
Duan Zhengyang felt wronged, but he felt that Jiujiu's appearance was like a colored ink painting. She was so lively that it moved his heart.
Jiujiu was clearly being unreasonable, but in Duan Zhengyang's eyes, she was exceptionally cute. Even the way she kicked him was so playful and interesting.
Duan Zhengyang fully demonstrated what it meant to be beautiful in the eye of the beholder.
Duan Zhengyang did not know if Jiujiu was really angry, and he did not dare to take the risk, so he reached out and grabbed Jiujiu's arm. He said in a low voice, "Maner, I was wrong. Don't be angry, okay?"
After hearing Duan Zhengyang's words, Jiujiu immediately pulled the blanket and wrapped herself up tightly. She was using her actions to express her feelings.
"I'm angry. I don't want to talk to you."
Duan Zhengyang called out Jiujiu's name a few times. When he saw that Jiujiu was ignoring him, he did not continue speaking. Instead, he lay down on the edge of the bed with his clothes on.
Hearing the sound of Duan Zhengyang lying down with his clothes on, Jiujiu suddenly turned around and lifted her leg to kick him.
However, Duan Zhengyang had already expected this. The moment Jiujiu lifted her leg, he opened his legs and clamped Jiujiu's leg.
Jiujiu wanted to pull her leg back, but Duan Zhengyang was too strong. She could not pull it back at all. After moving a little, Jiujiu could only let Duan Zhengyang clamp her leg.
Sensing that Jiujiu was no longer resisting, Duan Zhengyang immediately smiled. He looked at Jiujiu and asked in a low voice, "Are you still angry?"
Jiujiu pursed her lips at the sight of Duan Zhengyang's fawning expression. After gathering her emotions, she opened her mouth and burst into tears.
Duan Zhengyang, who had wanted to joke with Jiujiu, panicked when he saw Jiujiu burst into tears.
Duan Zhengyang quickly reached out to wipe away Jiujiu's tears.
However, Jiujiu raised her hand and slapped Duan Zhengyang's hand away. Jiujiu gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "You only know how to bully me. You only know how to bully me. You bastard."
Jiujiu looked at Duan Zhengyang with tears streaming down her face. Even though he knew that he hadn't done anything overboard, Duan Zhengyang felt like a jerk when Jiujiu looked at him like that.
While Duan Zhengyang was stunned, Jiujiu moved her leg that Duan Zhengyang was clamping down on. She said in a hoarse voice, "Aren't you going to let go?"
Duan Zhengyang instinctively let go of her leg.
However, Jiujiu lifted her leg and kicked the defenseless Duan Zhengyang off the bed as soon as she pulled her leg back.
Since Duan Zhengyang wasn't prepared, he rolled on the ground like a wooden stake and didn't stop until he hit the table.
When Duan Zhengyang raised his head again, he saw that Jiujiu was smiling. Her eyes were curved like a little fox that had succeeded in stealing a fish. There were no tears in her eyes at all.
It was obvious that she was faking it.
Duan Zhengyang couldn't get angry even though he was kicked off the bed by Jiujiu.
Duan Zhengyang got up from the ground and walked to the side of the bed. He looked at Jiujiu and asked, "Are you still angry?"
Duan Zhengyang's white shirt had turned gray from rolling on the ground. There was a small red mark on his head from hitting the table leg. How could Jiujiu be angry when she saw Duan Zhengyang in such a sorry state?
Jiujiu pursed her lips and said fiercely, "Don't think that I won't be angry just because you're like this."
Jiujiu's cheeks puffed up when she said that. She looked like an angry pufferfish, as if she was telling Duan Zhengyang that she was super fierce.
After hearing Jiujiu's words, Duan Zhengyang was sure that Jiujiu wasn't angry anymore.
Duan Zhengyang reached out and touched Jiujiu's face. Jiujiu's face was as delicate as a peeled egg. Her face was faintly red because of what she had done just now. Duan Zhengyang felt that his heart had melted into a puddle of water. How could he get angry?
Duan Zhengyang lowered his head and kissed Jiujiu's forehead. He said softly, "I don't know what that girl looks like. You're my future wife. I only like you and only look at you."
After saying that, Duan Zhengyang looked at Jiujiu's cheeks and added with a blush, "Although I didn't see what she looked like, she's definitely not as pretty as you."
Duan Zhengyang blushed and said that she was the prettiest. That was too much of a foul.
Jiujiu felt that her heart was about to fly away. Even though Duan Zhengyang's face was covered in dust, he was extremely handsome in her eyes. Jiujiu held Duan Zhengyang's shoulders and straightened her back. She raised her head and kissed Duan Zhengyang's lips. She said softly, "You're also the most handsome."
Although he did not know what Jiujiu meant when she said he was the most handsome, it was still a compliment to him.
Moreover, feeling the touch of Jiujiu's soft lips on his, Duan Zhengyang felt as if an electric current had passed through him. It went from his back to his tailbone, making him feel numb.
Duan Zhengyang reached out and grabbed Jiujiu's arm. He lowered his head and pressed it against Jiujiu's lips. After kissing them, he said, "Maner, you're so beautiful."
Jiujiu's cheeks blushed from Duan Zhengyang's compliment. She reached out and pushed Duan Zhengyang's chest. When she failed to push him away, she turned her head and lay down on the bed as if she was ignoring him.
Duan Zhengyang knew that Jiujiu was shy. He chuckled and lay down on the bed with Jiujiu.
The two of them reconciled just like that.
The next day, Duan Zhengyang, who was used to sleeping and waking up early, saw Jiujiu curled up in his arms when he opened his eyes. She had a look of attachment on her face.
Jiujiu's cheeks were red because she was sound asleep. She was as delicious as an apple on a tree branch that was basking in the sun. Duan Zhengyang reached out and touched her. Then, he gently got up and washed up.
After washing up, Duan Zhengyang went downstairs and ordered the waiter to prepare breakfast.
Jiujiu was delicate. Even when she was outside, she was only willing to eat good food. If there was even the slightest bit of food that was not good, she would throw her chopsticks away and refuse to eat.
Duan Zhengyang did not mind missing a meal. However, Jiujiu was very delicate. It was already tiring enough to travel the world. If he could not even eat well, then how could he be worthy of being Jiujiu's fiancé?
After Duan Zhengyang found the waiter and ordered him to prepare breakfast for Jiujiu, he was about to go upstairs when he turned around and saw a girl.
Judging by her appearance, this girl was comparable to Jiujiu.
In fact, this girl was much prettier than Jiujiu when she was still a child. However, in Duan Zhengyang's eyes, Jiujiu was like an idol. Even if Jiujiu was ugly, Jiujiu was still the most beautiful existence in Duan Zhengyang's eyes.
Duan Zhengyang adhered to the principle that he was Jiujiu's and could only talk to Jiujiu. He walked around the girl directly.
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