Mu Yeli said, "You call that being articulate?"
Ye Ning glanced at him with disdain and said, "Of course. Look at you, when have you ever said you missed me?"
"..."
Mu Yeli suddenly moved closer, "Haven't I shown it through my actions?"
"Get lost, go away."
"Then what would you like to hear? I'll say it."
"Well, let me ask you..." she looked at him and asked, "How much do you love me?"
"..."
Mu Yeli said, "Well..."
Ye Ning said, "Go on, say it. Can't even say that, huh?"
She was teasing him, knowing he wasn't fond of expressing deep emotions.
Mu Yeli picked her up, "You're asking if I love you deeply, right? Deep or not, let's go in and explore, and find out the 'depth'."
Depth... one deep and one shallow...
Ye Ning suddenly thought of something else...
Ah, no...
"How deep is my love, how many centimeters is it?"
"..."
These words were even more unbearable.
"How many centimeters? You'll know once we try going inside..."
"..."
