Lin weiqin placed the box of earrings in her hand and said in a low voice, " "If you don't accept it, I'll have you right here! I don't mind if you hate me a little more!"
Tian Yuan was trembling.
He lowered his eyes, which were full of pain and haze, and kissed her on the cheek. "Hatred is also a kind of feeling, and it's even stronger than love. If I can't get your love, I'll get your hate. It's better than nothing."
Tian Yuan pushed him away in fright, pushed the car door open, and rolled out.
The box with the ear studs fell out. She looked up at the box and then at him.
He was still in the same position, half-kneeling in the passenger seat.
Tian Yuan had no doubt that if she dared to throw the box down, he would definitely rush down, press her on the road, kiss her, and carry her back to the car.
She closed her eyes, reached out to pick up the box, and ran into the community unsteadily.
