Ling Yin's voice carried a few tones of husky allure, casually tossing aside the spatula and reaching out to touch his hair, the texture wonderfully pleasant.
Hua Hua growled, "Did you tell my brother, or not?"
"No." He sighed and continued, "Maybe I can help you escape the prison of love."
"Hua Hua, the fastest and most effective way to get out of the prison of love is to fall into another relationship. Perhaps the next relationship won't be a prison, but rather a paradise of love."
"Don't try those sweet-talking tricks on me, I'm a man, not a woman, and I won't fall for your little acts. I can say a hundred sweet nothings in a single breath!" Hua Hua took a deep breath, released Ling Yin, and even straightened his collar a bit, then stepped back two paces to maintain a safe distance, saying, "Besides, I don't feel it's a prison at all!"
