Hua Hua's face turned red with anger: "Let go of me!"
Ling Yin didn't let go; how could he still explain things clearly if he let him go at this time?
"Hua Hua, I was talking nonsense. Subconsciously, I didn't even have that thought. Okay, I admit it, when you said you went whoring often, I felt a bit furious. If you said it a hundred times or a thousand times, I'd be even more furious. This fire inside me can't be suppressed, but I never thought of you that way." Ling Yin sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, I was jealous."
His apology was very candid, so candid that it didn't have a single trace of falsehood.
Hua Hua stared at him with a stern face, desperately trying to break free from Ling Yin. But Ling Yin's arms were as strong as steel and didn't loosen at all. Ling Yin even continued, "If you tell me again to practice my skills on other women, I'd be even more furious. I'm clearly not that kind of promiscuous man."
