"Can you stop looking at me like that, please?"
An Xiaoyu felt goosebumps all over from his gaze.
Shen Yufeng’s face clearly bore a smile, yet his eyes were so deep and enchanting, making his smile somewhat terrifying!
But more importantly, right now, around him seemed to rise an aura of frost, making one feel a chill all over.
Could it be that Shen Yufeng is... jealous?
Xiaoyu’s face fell instantly.
Really, is this necessary?
It was clear and cloudless just before, and now it’s like a storm is coming, the threatening aura on his face is truly frightening!
This God changes his expression way too fast!
An Xiaoyu tried to stand up from Shen Yufeng’s lap, but his arms clamped around her so tightly that she couldn’t break free and had to sit facing him.
"Honey, you haven’t answered my question yet!"
An Xiaoyu felt like crying but had no tears.
What could she possibly think about now? She was almost cut to death by his sharp gaze...
"I’m not thinking about anything right now!!"
"Liar!" Shen Yufeng was very dissatisfied with her answer.
An Xiaoyu took a deep breath, what on earth did he want her to say?
She really didn’t understand!
"Shen Yufeng, can you please be straightforward? What exactly do you want to say?"
The mind of a God is really hard to predict, always puzzling!
Instead of exhausting so many brain cells, it’s better to ask directly.
Shen Yufeng frowned at her, his handsome face showing a hint of coldness, his gaze still fixed on her face, probing as if he didn’t want to miss any expression on her face.
He hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Do you now regret it so much that your guts are green?"
An Xiaoyu was startled, "Regret what?"
She looked at the man in front of her, full of confusion.
Hearing An Xiaoyu’s counter-question, the icy mist on Shen Yufeng’s face seemed to suddenly dissipate, the smile on his lips gradually warmed up.
"You really don’t understand what I’m asking?"
At this moment, An Xiaoyu really felt puzzled like a confused monk.
She thought Shen Yufeng’s question was a bit strange.
"Please, can you ask more clearly?"
Why couldn’t she keep up with his thinking? Could it really be that her IQ was too low? Dıscover more novels at 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩
"Do you regret... getting a marriage certificate with me? If it had been just one day later... maybe, you could have waited for Qin Zixiao!"
An Xiaoyu’s heart trembled violently.
So... that was what he meant just now?
And the reason his face looked so gloomy... was it because he was worried that she would regret marrying him?
But, if Shen Yufeng hadn’t asked, she wouldn’t have even thought about it!
Truthfully, although registering the marriage was a bit... hasty, she didn’t regret it at all!
Even though Qin Zixiao said those words to her today, she realized that her mindset... had already changed from before.
The man in front of her, unknowingly, had already taken over her heart!
But him, to still be so anxious?
Suddenly, An Xiaoyu chuckled.
So it turned out that even a high and mighty God could also have moments of insecurity!
She laughed and reached out both hands, wrapping them around Shen Yufeng’s neck, and said, "I do regret it, regret so much that my guts have turned green, even torn apart! Haha! What will you do then? Will you grant me a divorce letter?"