It's impossible for him not to feel wronged.
Yet he still patiently reminded her, trying to get her to remember, but she still hadn't come to her senses.
He got angry, thinking she really had forgotten, and was planning to sulk by himself...
Luckily, she hadn't forgotten and still cared about him.
Lin Xinlan laughed and said, "When I just woke up, my head was a bit muddled, didn't think it through, but soon I remembered. I just wanted to see how you'd look when you're angry, so I pretended I didn't know anything."
"Pretend to see me angry?" Rong Shaoze raised an eyebrow, his tone lightened, but no matter how you listen, there was a dangerous undertone.
Lin Xinlan nodded, oblivious to the danger: "Yeah, you haven't gotten mad at me for a long time. In my dreams, I even missed how you'd get mad at me."
"..." This woman's tastes are a bit too peculiar.
She actually liked him getting angry at her.
Rong Shaoze turned and sat down, hugged her, pinched her chin and lifted her head.
