Liu Mang scratched his ear, he must have heard wrong, definitely misheard just now.
How could Lin Ziyan possibly agree? She disliked him so much, how could she agree to spend the night?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Illusion, misperception, or was his brain short-circuiting?
Seeing Liu Mang in a daze, Lin Ziyan waved her little hand in front of him, "What are you thinking about? Snap out of it."
Liu Mang grabbed Lin Ziyan's little hand quickly and said, "Wife, what did you just say? Say it again."
Lin Ziyan said, "I said snap out of it."
"The part before that, you agreed to my request? You agreed to spend the night with me?"
"What, not happy about it?"
"Happy, I'm thrilled about it."
Liu Mang couldn't be happier, who wouldn't be thrilled about having a passionate night with such a stunning beauty.
Only, happiness had come too suddenly, too unrealistically, too unbelievably.
