"Yun Xiaoran, although I was born handso, you don’t need to drool over like a pathetic little puppy."
Before she could make a move, the man reached out and patted her head, his lips curved in a smile as if he were a captivating demon deceiving the world.
Yun Ran: "???"
[A dog?! He actually called a dog?! And said I’m drooling over his beauty?!]
Yun Ran clenched the glass ball, resisting with all her might not to smash it on his head.
"Who do you see drooling with these eyes?! I’m clearly..."
Yun Ran glanced at him coldly, but before she finished speaking, he interrupted:
"The look of wanting to take advantage of ."
"..."
Yun Ran silently looked up at the sky...
[Speechless, heartbroken, don’t want to talk...]
Yet a devilish voice floated into her ears:
"Admit it, Yun Xiaoran, you just like ! Not only craving my body, loving my person, but also wanting to win my heart."
Yun Ran: "???..."
Three seconds later, Yun Ran sprang up from the ground, launching herself at Nangong Mo like an angry dog.
The next second, snowflakes flew, sleeves fluttered, Yun Ran used all her martial arts skills against Nangong Mo.
"Like you? Ha! Of course, I like you! Not only do I want your heart, but I also want to twist off your dog head and use it as a stool!"
"See, that’s how much I like you!"
The girl’s voice was soft, as if whispering sweet nothings, but every word carried a murderous aura, like soldiers in battle and icy rivers entering dreams.
The person being beaten lay there leisurely, not only putting up no resistance but seemingly enjoying it, a playful smile on his lips.
"To hit is affection, to scold is love, Yun Xiaoran, you certainly love to the point of no return."
"....."
Yun Ran looked down at that charming face capable of captivating the world, her lips twitched violently, secretly thinking: [Sinful!]
Then, she slapped him and followed up with a flurry of rubbing, pinching, poking, and twisting, showing not the slightest rcy to that handso face!
"...Yun Xiaoran, can you not hit the face?"
"No!"
"...It will ruin my looks."
"Isn’t that even better? So you won’t flaunt your face around, swindling and flirting!"
Nangong Mo: "......"
...
After beating him, Yun Ran felt particularly good, even ate half a bowl more than usual for dinner.
After dinner, she humd a tune while sitting at the dressing table, fiddling with a bunch of bottles and jars of various poisons.
Occasionally looking up, she saw in the mirror that elegant and extraordinary figure.
Only, that stunningly handso face had visible fingerprint marks, and vaguely, there were two rows of shallow bite marks...
Yun Ran couldn’t help but twitch her lips, "Hey, what are you looking at over there? Haven’t you seen a heroine? Believe it or not, I’ll poison you?"
The man let out a light cold hum, with a proud expression, as if saying: I don’t believe you would poison !
"Yun Xiaoran, don’t you have anything you want to say to ?"
Yun Ran tilted her head slightly, glanced at him in puzzlent, "Should I hit lighter next ti?"
Nangong Mo: "..."
Your strength is nothing to .
"Aren’t you very worried about marrying soone else? How about you try to coax ? If I’m happy, everything can be discussed."
Yun Ran, seeing his proud and smug look, couldn’t help but roll her eyes, "Coaxing soone? I’m the best at it! Just not sure what kind of coaxing you want?"
The man, upon hearing this, almost had his smile reach the corners of his eyes, "Easy. Start by calling husband."
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