She hurriedly said, "I didn't think so, and I didn't think about how high and heavy my position in his heart is? I just want a reasonable reason to explain the doubts I have in my heart, I can't just put a charge on him directly, right?"
Her meaning is expressed very neutral, but because it is too neutral so Ayan expressed dissatisfaction.
He said, "What would be a reasonable reason?"
Camille sensed his displeasure and took the initiative to reach out and gently rest her hand on the back of hers, her fingertips gently touching his skin, pursing her lips slightly and saying in an extremely soft voice, "Are you angry?"
He doesn't answer, he just continues what he just said, "So what's the reason you want it?"
He was a little angry, but he didn't know what to be angry about.
But he knows very well that he does not like her to mention Preston, especially to mention that Preston has known her for a long time, there are a lot of memories between them that belong to them that he has not participated in, thinking of these, his whole person is uncomfortable, the tip of his tongue gently against his upper jaw, a face stinks.
Camille wanted to laugh a little, why was this person acting like a child?
She pursed her lips lightly and lowered her head not wanting Ayan to see the expression on her face as she whispered, "Don't be angry, okay?"
Ayan does not speak.
Hearing no movement, she looked up at him, and those dark eyes were staring at her, like a deep, ancient pool.
Camille took the initiative to move closer to him, a beautiful face with a light smile, her voice murmured: "You're not happy, are you? Don't be like that, no frowning, it's ugly!"
Although she carried a commanding tone, the expression on her face as well as her voice carried a petulant tone.
He hummed lightly, his voice indifferent: "You are so domineering? You have to listen to you even if you are happy or not? You want to control my emotions, but you want to attack me personally and say I am ugly? Then tell me who you think looks good? Hmm?"
His words were sarcastic and mocking, and his handsome face revealed a few words everywhere: "I'm not happy!"
Camille hurriedly said, "I don't mean that, I just want you not to be angry, you don't misunderstand me."
"You say you won't get angry and you won't? Do I look like such a nice person?"
"Well, I think you're very nice to talk to, you're the best, so don't get mad, okay?"
"Not good." He looked arrogant, intending to teach Camille a lesson and save her from bullying him all the time.
Camille asked smoothly, "So what would it take for you not to get angry?"
Ayan hummed softly, "You'll do it if I say so?"
She pursed her lips lightly and said faintly, "Tell me, if I find it reasonably acceptable I will, eh?"
"Heh!!!"
He said nothing, just chortled and laughed, his brow was full of unpleasant indifference, did she look like she was going to agree to his request with this attitude?
Can't you see that he's not happy?
Shouldn't he be willing to agree to anything he says?
Sure enough, he knew this woman's heart was not muffled.
He no longer speaks, his expression is always warm and cold, this look makes Camille a bit at a loss, and finally can only ask in a low voice: "Then you say, I do not ask, OK? No matter what you say, I agree, okay?"
He asked, not quite convinced, "Really what I say is what I mean?"
"Really, I promise."
Camille was close to raising her hand and making a vow.
Ayan then said unsteadily, "Coax me."
"Hmm?" She missed the meaning somewhat.
He repeated indifferently, "Coax me."
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