"But... but I'm not ready yet, can you give me some time?"
Under the dim light, Nangong Bing looked aggrieved, just like a little girl who had been hurt. Her delicate and charming face showed a blush that was hard to forget—
"Time?"
Lin Zifeng was stunned, his mouth twitching a bit.
"We've been together for so long, doesn't that count as time?" Lin Zifeng felt frustrated. To him, these days together seemed like nothing but an illusionary bubble in Nangong Bing's eyes.
Alright then, I'm the kind of person who doesn't like to force feelings.
You can't force these things.
"No, that's not what I meant, stop overthinking." Nangong Bing rolled her eyes deeply. She thought to herself about a blog she had read a few days ago. It said that men shouldn't be allowed to have their way all the time, and you can't always satisfy them completely.
Women can't just give in whenever a man wants, because over time, they will lose that initial sense of excitement.
