C76 – I Just Wanna Hug You
“Ah, I see you’re trying to provoke me into using force, which is why you’re being so compliant, isn’t it?” His narrowed eyes conveyed suspicion.
Upon hearing this, Shang Xiaojie’s prospects seemed uncertain. She swiftly cast off the blanket, positioning herself in front of Mu Sifa, and admitted, “I acknowledge my mistake.” Her obedience was palpable, yet she couldn’t help but add with a pout, “You always end up teasing me. You initially promised to treat me gently, but you don’t keep your word.”
It appeared his anger had stemmed from Mu Sifa’s mention of resorting to violence, leading to his reluctant concession.
“You were the one who provoked my anger first. Besides, the tone of my gentleness isn’t as it usually is.”
“When was that? Are you being gentle or not?” Shang Xiaojie grumbled in dissatisfaction.
However, as soon as these words escaped her lips, she blushed and playfully accused Mu Sifa, “You’re mischievous; why do you always bring that up?”Follow current novels on novelb((in).(com)
Although Mu Sifa had alluded to that particular matter, Shang Xiaojie’s reaction caught him off guard.
Such occurrences were routine. Had he become immune to them? Or had his brain suddenly become more agile, spinning with newfound speed?
“Yes, I’m bad, I’m very bad.”
Mu Sifa let out a deep sigh. Observing Shang Xiaojie in her current state left him feeling utterly powerless.
Is it possible that my heart might not withstand this? Could it lead to a heart attack?
Shang Xiaojie was utterly endearing. As these thoughts began to trouble him, his expression grew even more earnest.
For this was the first time he had ever witnessed someone’s heart racing so intensely, he was certain of it.
“My dear, I’ve been nothing but gentle with you. Won’t you show a little leniency in return?”
Mu Sifa, with an unashamed grin, pointed to his own face and implored Shang Xiaojie for a reward.
“Nope, your gentleness is not to be trusted. You were clearly making threats just a moment ago.” Shang Xiaojie was far from naive and had no intention of meekly complying.
“That was then, and this is now, right?!” Grinning, he scooped Shang Xiaojie into his arms, seating him on his lap.
Shang Xiaojie was taken aback and dared not make any sudden moves.
“What are you doing? Put me down.” Ye Zichen looked at Mu Sifa with panic, his face as red as an apple.
“I haven’t done anything; I simply wanted to hold you. What’s wrong?” Still not going to give in?”
Ye Zichen playfully pinched Shang Xiaojie’s entirely crimson cheeks.
Even when he was exceedingly drowsy and in need of coffee to combat his sleepiness, nothing proved more effective than the presence of Shang Xiaojie.