"Be my woman, okay?"
Bo Jinchuan rubbed the tip of her nose lightly, his voice low and sexy.
"Bo Jinchuan…"
"Yes?"
"I'm hungry."
"You're avoiding my question."
Shen Fanxing nodded and said, "Yes, I feel like I'm being too presumptuous by agreeing to it so quickly."
Upon hearing this, Bo Jinchuan's lips curled upward as he said, "You're indeed good at torturing me. But… can I accept this as a form of disguised agreement?"
Shen Fanxing grinned shyly as well. Her flushed face was relaxed.
"I didn't agree. It doesn't matter if you think that way. However, I'm feeling groggy now. I might wake up tomorrow and forget what happened tonight."
Bo Jinchuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Should I do more to help you remember tonight vividly? I've taken advantage of you more than once anyway."
Embarrassment flashed across Shen Fanxing's eyes as she muttered, "No… I'm still sick!"
