However, after lying in bed for a long time, she still couldn't fall asleep.
And she kept thinking in her mind, why are she so angry? Is it because he said that there are no other girls here and he can only make do with her? Maybe, because doesn’t the meaning of this sentence mean that
, if there is another girl around here, then he will definitely have sex with her, so don't use her to get by.
As I thought about it, I felt inexplicably angry...
"Stinky Ouyang Chenhao, damn Ouyang Chenhao, hum!" Lan Nuoying took the pillow and threw it around.
"I said, Miss, please stop being so angry." As soon as Ouyang Chenhao opened the door, he saw Lan Nuoying throwing the pillow, with an angry look on her face.
"You're just having a bad temper." Lan Nuoying ignored him.
"Okay, I'm wrong, isn't it?" He was wronged. He didn't seem to have done anything wrong, right? Even if he did, he should know what he had done wrong, right? Now he's following me inexplicably
People apologize.
"Then tell me where you went wrong." Lan Nuoying turned around again, and then acted like a police interrogating a prisoner.
"My fault is that I shouldn't have made you angry." Ouyang Chenhao also rolled onto the bed, and then hugged Lan Nuoying's slender waist.
"Then why did you make me angry?" Lan Nuoying pouted dissatisfied.
"How do I know?" Ouyang Chenhao was helpless. He really didn't know. Why did he make her angry?
"Humph, I'll ignore you." Lan Nuoying continued to act arrogant, but she turned around again.
"Okay, okay, at least you tell me why you are angry, and I didn't offend you." At most, I will just eat your tofu. Of course, Ouyang Chenhao would not dare to say this, otherwise Lan Nuoying
It will really kick him away.
But Lan Nuoying didn't speak. If you listen carefully, you can hear Lan Nuoying sobbing.
"Ah... I was wrong, please stop crying." Ouyang Chenhao turned Lan Nuoying over and wiped away her tears.
But Lan Nuoying ungratefully slapped Ouyang Chenhao's hand away, and then wiped the corners of her eyes.
"I was wrong. I was wrong." Ouyang Chenhao hugged Lan Nuoying and whispered softly into her ear.
"Woo, you were just playing with me, right?" Lan Nuoying said very quietly, but Ouyang Chenhao heard it. He stroked Lan Nuoying's hair, and then...