"It's not my fault." Weilan argued, hehe, chuckled and said, "Brother Hechen, you dressed up as a woman and scared my feelings away, you should take full responsibility."
Lu Hechen hadn't expected Weilan to be so clever, and although this little cunning made him both frustrated and amused, he was also pleased that his woman was very smart.
With a hint of a smile gleaming in his eyes, he lazily locked onto Weilan's exquisite little face and said, "But my feelings are still here. Shouldn't you take responsibility for me?"
Weilan of course knew he was full of sincerity at this moment, but she just didn't want to, did she?
"Brother Hechen, it's easier to take care of things when both parties are willing and sincere," she reasoned.
"Even without sincerity we can still take care of things." He corrected her, "I can take care of your feelings, I can give you sincerity, and with my sincerity, infect you."
"...." Weilan was suddenly at a loss for words, unable to respond.
