"Wait!" Song Yun said through gritted teeth.
"Brother Song Yun, you... you're not angry at me, are you?" Xu Ying asked worriedly.
Song Yun relaxed his facial muscles, showing a smile, and said, "How could I be? You know, I'm a very upright person. Things like forcing someone to talk to me about life and ideals—I would never do such a thing. Of course, I wouldn't pressure someone into studying mechanics either. Yingying, in matters between men and women, it should always be consensual. I only talked to you about that because of what you said last time in the hotel when we slept together. Otherwise, I have no other unhealthy thoughts about you."
"That's good!" Xu Ying breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I was really afraid you'd be mad at me, Brother Song Yun. You're really a good person, I like you so much!"
Saying that, Xu Ying leaned in to give Song Yun a kiss on the cheek, but she accidentally kissed his wound, making Song Yun gasp in pain and Xu Ying feel guilty.
