The sweet fruity aroma made her unable to help but reach out and pick up a bunch of grapes and eat them.
Seeing her innocent look, Jiyue Liuhen became a little angry.
He threw the small box containing the spiritual grass to the ground and said coldly, "Forget it, I think you'd better wear a mask for the rest of your life. Your face will still be as ugly after you recover."
Seeing him losing his temper for no reason, Jiang Xuelia became a little angry.
She threw the grapes into the fruit plate, stood up, and sneered, "What kind of anger are you getting?"
It doesn’t matter to me if I live my whole life wearing a mask, do you think I would care?”
Jiyue Liuhen frowned, and there was an unspeakable look in his eyes.
He... didn't know why he was angry.
Just because she said she didn't care, he couldn't control his emotions.
He looked at her blankly, a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes.
He became less and less like himself.
Seeing that he looked at her blankly and said nothing, Jiang Xueya continued to say coldly, "You should be clear, I am not your punching bag, and there is no need to bear your dissatisfaction."
Although I eat your things, wear your things, and use your things now, you gave them to me voluntarily, not because I cried and begged for them."
She didn't ask him to buy her a house.
He didn't ask him to give her good food, clothing, or food.
He was stunned for a long time, and finally turned his eyes slightly, nodded and said, "What you said makes sense, it is indeed of my own free will."
He didn't refute himself, and Jiang Xuelia felt a little surprised.
She took a few steps forward, pulled out the hairpin from her head, handed it to him, and said in a calm voice, "I'll give this back to you."
He lazily raised his eyelids and said, "Repay me?"
"Yes, I think I still can't accept such an expensive gift with peace of mind."
He was a little angry again.
This time, I tried my best to suppress it.
He just said in a cold voice, "You make me food, and I give you a hosta in return. Why can't you feel at ease?"
She actually wanted to refuse her gift.[
With this knowledge, the little flames in Jiyue Liuhen's heart started to burn.