"There are no ’what ifs’," Yu Siqiao lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "I only like you."
Mo Shu suddenly felt a sourness in her nose and chuckled softly.
Yu Siqiao lifted her chin, "What are you thinking about every day? You neither want to get married nor are you afraid I might like someone else. How can you be so domineering?"
Mo Shu pushed his hand away, "Is it you who is domineering, or is it me? And you still have the nerve to say that?"
"How am I domineering?"
"Didn’t I just mention this afternoon to put the wedding on hold, and you stormed off? You won’t allow me to have my own opinion, isn’t that domineering?"
Mo Shu: "Tell me, isn’t it?"
Yu Siqiao gritted his teeth, said resentfully, "I always end up losing an argument to you because you are just better with words."
"That’s only because you are unreasonable. If your reasons were stronger than mine, you would definitely win."
Yu Siqiao was amused and frustrated by her, "Don’t let me catch you off-guard next time, I will definitely win."
Mo Shu also laughed, muttered, "Childish."
Yu Siqiao leaned in, "What?"
"I said you, child-ish!"
Yu Siqiao almost wanted to pick her up and throw her away, pinched her face in annoyance, "Let’s go!"
Mo Shu was pulled along and hurried to catch up.
Sao Zha: [Host, your love index is over the standard.]
Sao Zha: [An index over 70% indicates that you genuinely have feelings for the male lead.]
Mo Shu: ...Can you detect his?
Sao Zha: [I cannot detect his, but I can measure his happiness index.]
Mo Shu: Happiness index?
Sao Zha: [Happiness index is not the same as happiness. It only represents the degree of happiness he feels in the moment.]
Mo Shu felt a twinge in her heart, asked, "What about me?"
Sao Zha: [When the male lead said he only liked you, it was 90%, now it’s 38%.]
Mo Shu suddenly felt uncomfortable.
Sao Zha: [30%, 20%, 10%...]
Mo Shu: Stop talking!
Sao Zha fell silent, but Mo Shu still felt a heavy suffocation in her heart.
Suddenly, the person ahead inexplicably stopped, and Mo Shu, unprepared, bumped into him. The pain from her nose brought tears to her eyes.
Yu Siqiao was startled and quickly checked on her, "Are you an idiot? Can’t you even walk properly? Let me see."
Mo Shu covered her nose, feeling sour inside, and pushed his hand away, "I’m fine."
Seeing her watery eyes, Yu Siqiao felt a twinge of pain but also found it somewhat funny, looking at her with mixed emotions.
Mo Shu, embarrassed by his gaze, "It’s all because you suddenly stopped!"
"So let me have a look." He pried her hand away; thankfully, her nose was just a bit red.
Yu Siqiao had a look, suddenly the girl in front of him lunged.
Her lips fiercely bit his, Yu Siqiao was stunned for a moment but quickly responded by kissing her back.
Sao Zha: [The male lead’s happiness index has reached 93%.]
Mo Shu finally felt better, bit him again, then pushed him away and walked towards her room.
"What do you mean by that?"
Mo Shu ignored him, swinging her small arms and happily ran off.
By the time she got back to her room, Mo Shu was clearly in a much better mood.
She hadn’t slept well in the afternoon nap, and after a bath, Mo Shu fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed.
Yu Siqiao, having just finished his work, came back to only hear her breathing.
After washing up, Yu Siqiao quietly lay down, barely catching her mutter in her sleep. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NoveI-Fire.ɴet
—I don’t want to be the female supporting role anymore.
Yu Siqiao didn’t quite understand what she meant, leaned in hoping to hear more, but Mo Shu didn’t speak again.
She was sleeping soundly.
Yu Siqiao gently kissed her forehead.