"What kind of trickery is this?" He suddenly laughed, deeply staring at her, "Su Xingyu, I should be the one asking what you're up to. Didn't you say you wouldn't help me even if I drank myself to death on the roadside? Usually, when I need you, you act like you're dying, so why are you being so proactive today, refusing to leave?"
Need... her?
She suddenly understood his meaning, instantly imagining countless nights of his physical conquest, feeling both ashamed and angry, her pride wounded, she turned her head away and remained silent.
He forcibly held her chin and turned her head: "Why?"
Pained, she opened her eyes and glared at him, "Aren't you being annoying? It's like if I'm not dying, you wouldn't want me!" As soon as she spoke, her face turned red, oh god, oh god...! She had been around him so long that even her speech had become coarse! How embarrassing... sob sob sob...
