"You, stop talking nonsense." Ye Jiuliang evaded his gaze in a fluster, finally regaining her own voice.
"Li Mochan, even self-love should have its limits."
"If you didn't like me, why would you let me kiss you and hold you?" Li Mochan leaned in close to her ear, his cool magnetic voice rising slightly.
"Would you have agreed if it were someone else?"
Ye Jiuliang was at a loss for words, "I..."
"I won't force you, and don't be mad, okay?" He pinched her cheek gently, coaxing her in a soothing tone.
Ye Jiuliang gave him a sidelong glance, speechless, "..."
It seemed she was the one who ended up being confused for no reason.
This guy truly was her nemesis.
"So, are you going to kiss me back?" Saying this, he leaned in even closer.
Ye Jiuliang put out her hand to stop him, and said grudgingly, "Forget it, I won't hold it against you."
