"Then why did you look for them?" Di Jinxuan stared into his eyes, equally exhausted, "If you hadn't looked, who would talk about you? Even if you didn't touch them, you still looked for them!"
"I looked for them because I thought Old Miao liked this kind of thing." Nangong Jin explained, "Where did I go wrong?"
This excuse is so far-fetched!
He looked for them, and that's that. Why still make excuses like thinking Old Miao likes it and such socializing reasons?
Yes, he never really understood where he went wrong. His mistake was having such a thought in the first place.
Di Jinxuan suddenly became angry too, fiercely shook off his hand, and angrily chided, "Do you think everyone has such dirty thoughts like you?"
Upon hearing this, Nangong Jin's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had been slapped hard, his face full of hurt.
"Honey, am I even worse than Old Miao in your heart?" Nangong Jin asked, his face pale.
