"I'm a little, a little happy, so I can't sleep." Jiang Mei glanced at Nan Sichen with her dark, lustrous eyes, speaking shyly.
"Happy?" Nan Sichen curled his lips, "What makes you happy?"
"You can stay and accompany me, I'm very happy." She continued shyly, "Ever since you lost your memory, you haven't treated me well, so this time you're willing to stay with me, which feels overwhelming."
"Haven't treated you well?" Nan Sichen repeated her words, chewing them lightly, "Are you blaming me?"
"No, I know you can't remember our past, so I don't blame you." Jiang Mei tried to make her voice sound tender, almost bone-melting, believing that no man could resist such a tone. She even deliberately unbuttoned one button at her collar, making the lines of her chest faintly visible, enough to make any man tempted.
Especially because it wasn't intentional, but exposed accidentally.
