Chapter 169 It Really Ticks You Off (Part One)

"You idiot, if you want to monopolize me, you can say it directly. You don't need to be jealous." He used a teasing tone to cover up his ridicule and dissatisfaction with her.

As soon as Zac finished his words, Essie got up in a hurry, put her hands on her hips, glared at him and said angrily, "I'm not interested in you at all. I'm a neat freak. I hate it when you touch another woman and then come to touch me. Don't touch me again. You are dirty!"

"So I should keep my integrity for you?" He turned around, with his head resting on one hand, and looked at her playfully.

"It is a clean living. If you go out and have sex with someone else, you might be sick." She snorted.

He reached out his hand and stroked her head. With a worried look on his face, he said, "stupid fool, I find that there are more and more white dots in your head. It's really troublesome."

Troublesome? Troublesome again?

She couldn't stand to hear the word again. She was furious and even her hair was squeaking.

"Zac, if you are bothered by me, why do you have to do everything to force me back? Do you have self-abuse tendency? It's asking for trouble for yourself!"

"Probably!" He shook his head and sighed, "I've been used to being mistreated by you. If you don't do it for several days, I'll feel very uncomfortable."

"Well, I can't let your hard work be in vain. I promise I'll make you happy every day in the future." She said through gritted teeth.

"It doesn't matter. Beating is a kiss, torturing is love. If you don't beat, you may don't want to love." He smiled with a sense of ease.

She sulked and went to bed directly, leaving him alone.

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idiot will like it." He murmured and began to cook noodles.

Essie quietly walked away, feeling waves in her heart.

When Zac served the braised noodles to her, she looked up at him carefully and let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the oil did not splash on the face, or there would be a blemish on such a perfect face.

"Have a try. It's delicious, isn't it?" His eyes were full of expectation.

She picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of beef.

The little demon, who had occupied her left heart, was about to stir. Upon hearing the sound, she jumped up and exclaimed, "that's the most delicious braised noodles I've ever tasted!"

But at the sight of his injured finger and arm, the angel from her right ventricle came out, fought fiercely with the little demon, and finally defeated the little demon. She found out in her heart and said truthfully, "it tastes good."

A charming smile was like a drop of ink sank into water, spreading slowly from the corners of his eyes to the tip of his eyebrows. He said, "is it better than that he did?" He asked with confidence in his voice.