"You..." Ouyang Hao was exasperated. This girl really had a knack for driving him crazy. He suddenly let go of her, got off the bed, and said in a deep voice, "Lin Yixun, don’t overestimate yourself. With your flat figure, even if you were given to me, I wouldn’t take you."
Lin Yixun’s eyelashes fluttered. She tentatively asked, "So you’re saying, last night you...didn’t..."
"Of course not. Who do you think you are, Xi Shi or Diao Chan?" Ouyang Hao, in a foul mood, spoke with unusually sharp words, "With your looks, you think you’re presentable? I’m not so desperate."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yixun’s heart lightened. It turned out she had misunderstood Ouyang Hao all along, but she still grumbled discontentedly, "Since nothing happened, why were we...sleeping in the same bed just now?"
"Lin Yixun, look carefully. This is my room. If I don’t sleep here, where should I sleep?" The more Ouyang Hao thought about it, the angrier he got, "Yesterday I kindly got you out of the holding cell, saw you were sick, and even called a doctor for you at midnight. But you, after receiving my kindness, not only didn’t thank me but also strangled me. Strangling me is fine, but then you just started hitting me without saying a word. I’ve never seen someone as ungrateful as you."
Lin Yixun glanced at Ouyang Hao’s cheek, which was still slightly red. She also remembered that she had indeed punched and kicked him just now.
Feeling guilty, she lowered her eyes and said softly, "Mr. Ouyang, I’m really sorry. I misunderstood you just now. It was my fault."
"You think just saying a few apologies is enough?"
"I..." What else could she do? Besides, it wasn’t entirely her fault. Who told Ouyang Hao to sleep naked?
"What do you mean, ’I’? You hurt me, so you have to take responsibility." As he spoke, Ouyang Hao thrust his right hand in front of her, "Look, my hand is almost swollen because of you."
Lin Yixun stared at the bruise on his arm; it was really serious. She didn’t need to think to know how heavy her blow must have been.
"Well then... Mr. Ouyang, how about I pay for your medical expenses?"
Ouyang Hao was taken aback by her words, "Who needs your medical expenses? Do I look like I need your money?"
"So what should I do? I already pinched you, and the injury is already there." Lin Yixun knew Ouyang Hao wasn’t one to suffer losses. Instead of getting tangled up in this matter, she decided to be straightforward. She braced herself and extended her arm toward Ouyang Hao, "I really can’t think of any other way to apologize. How about, Mr. Ouyang, you pinch me back!"
Seeing Lin Yixun close her eyes tightly, looking as if she was heading to an execution ground, Ouyang Hao’s mood improved significantly, and he suddenly felt playful, "Really let me pinch you back?"
"Yes! I mean what I say!" Lin Yixun nodded vigorously, speaking timidly, "Mr. Ouyang, I have just one small request. Can you make it quick?"
"The sooner, the better?"
Lin Yixun kept her eyes closed and said nothing. Yes, she indeed had that mindset.
But she waited and waited, and what she felt wasn’t sharp pain, but the warm breath of a man. Her heart trembled, and she wanted to open her eyes, but one hand covered her eyes.
Then, she felt a soft touch on her lips. In her surprise, the man bit her lip and deepened the kiss. Just as she was about to struggle, the man retreated, satisfied.
In the end, he even shook his head with apparent dissatisfaction, "Why does it taste bitter!"