"From the very beginning, you were scheming to get close to me, to be my assistant. When I let my guard down around you, you volunteered for my bed, crawling into my chuang. Later, thinking I was angry, you held back a bit. But still, you slowly made your way into my life, influencing me, commanding me, making me unable to leave you, and you even found someone named Lu Jiayuan, all just to provoke me, right?"
As he spoke, his slender body pressed forward relentlessly. Jian Anning’s back was hanging in the air, and to prevent herself from falling, she could only stretch her hands out and tightly hook around his neck, bringing her body even closer to his. The two were nearly inseam to inseam, and because it was the middle of summer, she could almost feel the fiery heat of his body through the thin fabric of his clothes!
But Yu Zexiao kept pushing forward, almost as if trying to squeeze out every bit of air from her chest. Anning’s face reddened from the struggle, and it took her a while to grasp what he was saying, which made her furious: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"I’m talking nonsense, hmm?" The last note rose slightly, in a tone that was both teasing and frivolous, as if carrying boundless evil. Yu Zexiao’s hand slowly moved up her arm, passing her neck, her chin, reaching the edge of her lips. His fingertips brushed back and forth against her soft lips, as though wiping clean a precious piece of art: "It was clearly you who seduced me, you who schemed to get close to me—otherwise, who am I, that I would notice such a woman with an unattractive appearance, bad figure, and unpleasant personality?"
"Yu Zexiao!" Jian Anning understood him completely now, and she was livid! This man, vain as he was, did he have to trample on her while being self-obsessed? She admitted she wasn’t the kind of stunning beauty that took one’s breath away at first glance, but was she as bad as he said? And what did he mean by accusing her of seducing him, scheming to get close to him? It was she who wanted to resign, to leave, and he was the one who desperately used underhanded tactics to make her stay, wasn’t he? Could this man not twist the truth so blatantly!
Before she could retort, Yu Zexiao leaned in with a seductive look, his nose tip gave a slight snort, his murmur carrying both disdain and indulgence: "....Forget it. After all, you’re the only woman who has made an impression on me. Even though you have a lot of flaws and you’ve schemed to get close to me, considering that you’re hopelessly devoted to me, I’ll magnanimously let you off!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the finger that had been caressing her lips flicked her nose, causing a sharp pain that nearly brought tears to Jian Anning’s eyes.
He was letting her off? Damn it, she hadn’t let him off yet! She would never let him drink again in the future; this guy was insufferable when drunk!
With a furious glare, she was about to push him away when Yu Zexiao suddenly laughed.
Indeed, he laughed, a kind of genuinely relieved laughter, as if his soul had been redeemed. He was already handsome, and with that smile, he was like a flower blooming in icy snow, possessing a heart-stirring charm.
"Anning~~~" he suddenly spoke, his voice melodious like the purest crystal, shimmering with captivating brilliance.