"Who wants to marry you anyway?" Hua Hua felt a bit hot and pulled out the pillow from under her, throwing it at Ling Yin.
Ling Yin caught the pillow and put it aside, leaning over with an air of dominance, saying, "If you're not marrying me, then who are you marrying? Even your mom recognizes me."
Hua Hua almost spat at him.
Ling Yin laughed, looking not quite finished with his teasing. "And besides, you've already given me your body."
Upon hearing this, Hua Hua's expression really changed.
Ling Yin secretly bit his tongue, realizing he'd misspoken.
It was rare for Hua Hua not to kick and punch him. She just turned her head away, refusing to look at him. It was his own fault — he was too happy that day, feeling he needed to repay Ling Yin somehow for getting him a store. For a moment, he lost his head and let Ling Yin take over his body, which ended up causing him grief.
Was she angry? Ling Yin felt uneasy inside.
He stood up and moved to Hua Hua's right, squatting down.
