He gritted his teeth: "Little guy, you are playing with fire, do you know that?"
Qianran smiled softly, laughing so hard that his whole body trembled. Unexpectedly, such trembling made all his hard-won sanity disappear, and that damn madness emerged.
Cheng Yelie picked her up and walked into the house.
French people have always been romantic by nature. When the servants saw their master holding a girl in such an ambiguous manner, they all wisely avoided it.
He threw her on the big sofa, then half-knelt on the ground, looking at her as shy as a flower, and asked in a low voice: "Why are you teasing me? Huh?" [
Qian'er was so embarrassed: "I didn't mean it. Who told you to force me?"
He chuckled lightly, his beautiful face full of petty expression: "What did I force you to do?"
"..." His hand gently brushed her face.
It was as if an electric current swept through my whole body, feeling crisp and numb.
He asked: "Do you really like me, little one? If you don't answer this time, I will kiss you until you faint."
Uh, why are you threatening people like this?
She met his gaze weakly.
His gaze was so direct that she couldn't bear it, her face became even hotter, and she nodded gently.
"Say it!" He forced her to say it imperiously.
He was also surprised in his heart why he forced her like this. He never asked the woman if she liked him, because he knew that whether she liked him or his money, it was all love.
What's more, he doesn't care at all whether they like him or not, he just wants the former woman to bring her happiness.
So now, does he care about her?
Care about this little girl he doesn't understand at all.
At first I thought she was underage, and I always felt embarrassed that I was so brooding on an underage girl.
It wasn't until I saw her passport this time that she was not as young as she seemed at all. Then I breathed a sigh of relief and no longer felt ashamed for liking an underage girl.
Even if I want her now, I won't feel guilty anymore.
Oh my god, he actually made excuses for himself to decide whether he wanted her or not. If Ze knew about it, he would definitely laugh to death.
Just listen to Mo Qian'er say softly: "Cheng Yelie, I don't like you."
He was startled, gritted his teeth, and was about to have an attack, but she continued: "I love you, do you dare to love me? If not, then let me go, okay?" [
His tone was like a kitten's, pleading, yet firm at the same time.
This time, he was really stunned and stopped moving.
Is she wooing him?
No woman has ever said she loves him.
Never before had a woman looked at him with such pious and pure eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.
She was obviously so timid and weak, yet she asked him if he dared to love her.
He has really never loved any woman, and he doesn't know what love is. He can be gentle and considerate to any woman, and he will never hurt a woman, but he really doesn't know how to love a woman.
But the eyes he looked at her were so clear, so pure, and the deep affection in his eyes had a kind of pious affection, which was an emotion he had never seen before in his world.
Well, little guy, he lost.
He gently let go of her, arranged her clothes, then stood up gracefully and said to her gently: "You are tired."
(Sixth update, see you tomorrow. Thank you for your concern. I feel much better today. I just feel very uncomfortable in my stomach and hate taking medicine.)