"Li Er Niu, are you trying to weasel out of this, wipe your mouth clean after you're done?" Ye Ziqi abruptly got up and sat down on him, looking down and murmuring, "I'm telling you, you're dreaming!"
Yes, you're a prince, a powerful sage, but that doesn't mean you can discard reason.
You slept with me, so you have to marry me, otherwise, I will... follow you every day, mess things up for you, not let you get close to any other woman!
That is, unless you kill me!"
Ha, to think she's a fool, eh? If he were a junk collector, he'd have hidden his connection with a lady like her rather than own up; why would he ever admit to it, then?
"Baby, be gentle," Li Zhongnan groaned with a headache, pleading with a tear-streaked face, "I... I was just kidding, how could I possibly be a junk collector?
