"I'm like this, can't you comfort me a bit more gently?"
Ye Tian was caught between crying and laughing.
"Who told you to be so annoying? To deal with someone like you, I have to be unkind."
"But I want to hug you, let you give my wounded heart a little warmth."
The other party kept pestering.
"Fine, you want warmth, right? Sure, come over and try hugging me."
"Really?"
Ye Tian was overjoyed.
Just as he was about to embrace the other party, he found Zhao Ya already pointing a gun at him.
"Forget it, it's really no fun. It was hard enough feeling a bit secretly happy, but you quickly ruined that galactic feeling."
Ye Tian said with a hint of disappointment and frustration.
"I did give you a chance, it was you who chose to give up. So you can't blame me for that."
Zhao Ya pouted, raising an eyebrow slightly, showing a bit of smugness.
