"Regardless, in this situation, my inability to protect you is a failure as a man."
Qin Yu was quite surprised to hear him say this, finding it both funny and feeling a little different. So she curled up her legs, propped her face with one hand, and asked him casually, "So, am I your responsibility now?"
Su Lin: "Yes"
He was too serious, which made Qin Yu, who originally intended to tease him, feel a bit uncomfortable. She rubbed her earlobe with her fingertip and laughed.
"Don't easily tell a woman that she's your responsibility."
"Why?"
"Because she might think not to become a burden on you."
"Do you think so?"
"If you don't say it, I won't."
She was like an excellent player who never reveals her trump cards, making every encounter a game.
A woman who plays the game of life? True or false, who knows?
Su Lin stared at her for a while, until he noticed a suspicious red mark on her neck.
