Chapter 15 Don’t Divorce Me

Thinking of this, I seemed to understand something.

Was it because...

"Fool. Back then I saw you shaking all over from fear, and your eyes were red too. How could I still keep going?"

Fu Siyan touched the crown of my head.

"At the time I thought I had been too impatient. I should give you some time, wait until you truly accepted me.

"Did you really never see it? Holding back was hard on me?"

The man's words made my cheeks a little hot.

"How could I have seen it?

"That night I went to your room, we even kissed like that, and you still didn't touch me. I always thought you hated me..."

Thinking of this, my tears ran out of control again.

One by one they smashed onto the back of his hand.

"Qiao Yihe is really made of water. How can there be so many tears?"

Soft kisses landed on my cheeks.

Fu Siyan kissed my tears dry bit by bit, as if I were a treasure he cherished especially.

In the end, the man's thin lips landed on my mouth.

A kiss that held salty tears smoothed my heart little by little.

"It's all my fault for never making a move and hurting your heart. Don't be angry anymore, all right?

"In fact, when I refused you that time, I regretted it right then. But thinking about it now, what I did was pretty right too. I didn't want to take advantage of you before you had thought it through."

As he said this, Fu Siyan lifted his eyes and looked at me.

That one look left me unable to think.

It was sexy beyond words.

I suddenly felt a little ashamed.

The atmosphere was too ambiguous. I felt that if I waved a pregnancy test in the air, it would still come up two lines.

"Qiao Yihe, I've already explained everything clearly to you now. Do you still want to divorce me?"

I lowered my eyes. I could not quite take Fu Siyan's burning gaze.

For a moment I could not put down my pride. I still talked tough:

"I don't know."

"Qiao Yihe, I really don't want to divorce."

Fu Siyan leaned in and acted spoiled with me in a way that broke the rules.

I really could not stand him being this clingy.

The next second, Fu Siyan produced a ring from who knew where.

He watched my face and carefully slid it onto my index finger.

"Don't divorce me, all right?"

"I'll think about it some more."

"No divorce."

"..."

"You're not allowed to divorce me."

Fu Siyan flipped over and pinned me under him, overbearing.

"Anyway, I've already decided on you for this lifetime. Wherever you go, I'll follow."

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