Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yin Shaojie embraced her tightly in his arms.
He put his nose to the nape of her neck and took a deep breath, inhaling her nostalgic scent. “Xiaoxiao, I miss you so much…” he said in her ear in a low voice.
However, he had never realized how the short time they had spent apart had turned his longing into desire.
Mu Xiaoxiao’s nose twinged, and her eyes teared up. “Why did you scare me? Why are you so bad? You jerk…” she choked out, sounding aggrieved.
Why did you have to break my heart?
Why did you come chasing after me to coax me after you broke my heart?
Yin Shaojie cupped her little face. He began to kiss her gently, starting from her eyelids, then her tears, her nose, working his way down to her lips. He pecked at them gently for a little while before taking her whole mouth in at once.
Mu Xiaoxiao was extremely upset. Why was he kissing her right now? He was a lecher, a beast!
Thinking about how those lips of his had touched An Zhixin’s, Mu Xiaoxiao’s heart turned cold. She pursed her lips tightly, forbidding him from penetrating it.
She even used her hands and feet to attack him so that he would release her.
Yin Shaojie wasn’t afraid of being hit, but he was afraid that she would hurt herself, so he stopped.
However, his dark, inky eyes still looked at her with desire.
Even in this darkness, he seemed to be able to see everything about her. His gaze was fixated on her figure and was full of longing.
Afraid that he would kiss her forcefully again, Mu Xiaoxiao covered her lips with her hands.
She was unable to escape, for she was trapped between his arms and the handrail behind her back.
She could only turn her head away and avoid his gaze.
Perhaps she wouldn’t be shaken and wouldn’t cave in to him.
“Look at me; let’s have a talk,” Yin Shaojie said, his usually deep voice even more resonant.
Mu Xiaoxiao refused to reply, treating him as though he was air.
Yin Shaojie knew that she was still angry, but at least there was no way for her to escape now.
He cut to the chase and said, “Did you see me and An Zhixin at the carpark?”
Even though he was ninety percent sure that she had, he still needed to confirm this. If he explained to her without confirmation, his explanation might backfire.
Mu Xiaoxiao was still silent, but it counted as silent agreement.
Even though he was already prepared for this reaction of hers, it was still a little hard for Yin Shaojie to bear.
He frowned and abandoned all his cool!
He reached out and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him.
“There was nothing going on between me and An Zhixin! Whatever you saw was a misunderstanding! Do you get it?” He stared into her eyes as he practically growled his words out.
Yin Shaojie wasn’t very good at explaining things, for no such term existed in his dictionary.
Thus, when he was upset, he was grumpier than usual.
How should he explain this so as to make her believe him?
Suddenly, Mu Xiaoxiao replied, “Oh.”
Her voice sounded cold as though she was talking to a stranger. She had no expression or emotion on her face.
“I got it. Can you let go of me now?” she said.
Yin Shaojie’s pupils shrank sharply as his heart seemed to feel like it had been ripped out.
Did she still not believe him?
Or, were things like he had feared, and even though she believed that there was nothing going on between him and An Zhixin, she still decided to not love him anymore?
No! He couldn’t allow it!
The hand Yin Shaojie was using to grab her chin tightened suddenly. He stared into her eyes resolutely, and he roared out as though he was a frightened lion, “Xiaoxiao, look at me! Look at me! Look into my eyes, you hear!”