"You can't keep doing this." This woman was just too bold.
Boldly breaking into his life, boldly expressing her love, then slowly getting him accustomed, and finally making some excessive moves, always with enthusiasm.
"But you agreed to let me pursue you." Ruan Yuan hooked his index finger, looking pitiful.
She suitably softened her attitude, her voice somewhat choked, "Are you regretting it?"
The woman had a strikingly beautiful face, yet when pretending to be pitiful, a layer of mist would cover her somewhat deep eyes.
Her on-the-verge-of-tears look instantly softened Shi Yin's heart, his long eyelashes fluttered a bit, and he spoke gently, "I don't regret it."
Even so, the woman's eyes still reddened, as if in the next second, sparkling tears would slide down from the corners of her eyes.
"It's my fault, don't cry." Shi Yin was flustered, he tentatively reached out and patted her head, trying to comfort her.
