"Of course you aren't a wildflower! You're the stars... the ocean... I like you..." Ye Wanwan looked up, her clear and bright eyes staring at him with unusual seriousness.
"You..." Si Yehan didn't expect her to say such a thing and was completely dazed by the last three words. However, he thought of something and his entire person wilted rapidly.
"No one likes me," Si Yehan replied.
"Oh? How coincidental! My name is actually No One'."
"Who am I?"
Ye Wanwan's mind was crisply clear. "The world's kindest-kindest, purest-purest, most-most wonderful gorgeous man in the world who's been imprisoned by a cruel and perverted devil!"
The air was silent.
Si Yehan's faintly dangerous gaze unblinkingly locked onto her. "Do you know what your words mean...?"
"What?" Ye Wanwan asked.
"I mean I won't let you go."
Ye Wanwan blinked, uncomprehending. "Why would you let me go?"
After saying that, she pattered over and leaned her head back, looking up at him in a pitiful, feeble, and helpless manner. "I brought so many shaobings, so many buns, so many cornbreads, so many lollipops... but you still want to kick me out! You're too heartless!"
The moment Ye Wanwan finished speaking, she abruptly crashed down on the soft bed behind her.
A second later, a heated kiss mixed with the taste of blood forcefully collided with the girl's lips, as though he wanted to crush her into pieces and meld her into his body...
"Mmm..." Ye Wanwan's brain started lacking oxygen, her head turning dizzy.
"I'm not an upright gentleman..." The man panted as he covered her, encasing her with his shadow. He was akin to a beast who abruptly shredded his harmless appearance and revealed his fangs, every tinge of his dark and frightening aura pouring out from every direction.
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