"Does it hurt?"
He unexpectedly asked the two words, unsure why she kept saying it hurt, making him feel a strange warmth inside. Three years, three years of self-control, crumbled completely in these three days.
Clearly, he hadn't done anything to her. He merely wanted to settle accounts for the stolen kiss and accepting roses from another man.
This kind of boldness, only she would have.
The account hadn't even started, and she was already acting so mischievously, complaining about the pain. He certainly wasn't gay; otherwise, how would he have kids?
She was that daring!
Initially furious, but unexpectedly, seeing her made his heart lighten a bit.
"It hurts~" she furrowed her little eyebrows, looking at him with her teary big eyes, "You know it hurts, and yet you won't let go~"
She was very beautiful, and when she pouted, she could charm a man to no end because her allure was bone-deep.
