Xia Anlan stood by the bed and looked at her."You'll have to get it sooner or later. Why do you have to resist this moment?"
He said it so easily and matter-of-factly, as if he was saying,"you'll be my wife sooner or later. Stop struggling and accept your fate."
Mrs. Yue gritted her teeth. This person was too thick-skinned and shameless."I don't want it. I want it sooner or later. I don't know how to do it now and I won't in the future. Don't force me. Even if you force me, I'm not willing, so don't think that we can be together."
Xia Anlan lowered his head and looked down at his wife,""Su ningmei, are you sure ... You don't like me?"
Xia Anlan's gaze made Mrs. Yue suddenly feel guilty. She avoided his gaze."I ... Of course, I don't ... Like it. I've already said it."
Xia Anlan curled his lips."It's okay. You will in the future. If you don't want to go now, you can go when the sun rises."
