Hearing Annie's answer, Ye Sijue's expression changed slightly and he took a deep breath.
Although he had expected her answer, he still felt an aching in his heart.
From her tone, he could tell that the answer was already meaningless.
Annie didn't dare to look into his eyes through the mirror. She looked down, and she said gloomily, "Can you leave? I have to change my clothes."
Ye Sijue's throat rolled up and down, and his gaze fell upon her bare, fair shoulders.
They reminded him of the first time they met, in the hotel room, on the bed.
At that time, they almost did "that."
Ye Sijue stepped forward and he wrapped his arms around her petite figure.
"Really? Is it really impossible for us to go back?" he asked in a husky voice.
He knew that she liked him and he liked her. They both liked each other. Why wouldn't she be brave for him and refuse the engagement?
His body temperature warmed her.
