Qiao Muer's "I don't know" would have made Yue Zheng angry to death under normal circumstances.
But after hearing her cry out his name last night, with that sad and resentful look on her face as he pressed her down on the big bed and kissed her hard,
Yue Zheng rarely suppressed his cold temper and didn't bother with this hypocritical little woman.
He looked at the little woman with an awkward expression and said, "Are you still angry about last night, huh?"
"I don't understand what you are saying..." Qiao Muer turned her eyes away and didn't look at Yue Zheng.
She didn't know how to face Yue Zheng. He was so indifferent about what happened last night. At this moment, Qiao Muer seemed tough, but in her heart she was afraid that Yue Zheng would really say something to hurt her and break up with her.
During the period after the college entrance examination, she was afraid of having the same experience again.
Qiao Muer didn't dare to stay any longer, so she simply wrapped herself in the quilt and sat up from the bed.
"What right do I have to be angry? You can ignore me if you want. You have always been in control of our relationship. It's getting late. I have to get up and go to school. I also have to rush to school to thank my senior for sending me back last night..."
Qiao Muer, who was in a depressed mood and drank too much at the barbecue restaurant, had no idea who had sent her home last night.
In her subconscious, the person who had been with her last night was her senior, so she was so panicked when she woke up and found herself in the arms of a man.
"Don't go." Yue Zheng reached out his big hand and grabbed Qiao Muer, who was about to get off the car.
Before she could react, Qiao Muer was pressed under him.
"You... well, let go." Qiao Mu'er put her hands in front of her, but the man who was pressing her down refused to let go, and his deep and handsome face got closer and closer.
"Mu'er..." Yue Zheng looked at the angry little woman under him and said helplessly in a hoarse voice: "I admit that I only replied you one word last night. I was stingy... because I was jealous and felt ignored by you."
As the man's magnetic and hoarse voice came softly, Qiao Muer's hands that were pressed against his chest gradually loosened their strength.
After hearing what Yue Zheng said, Qiao Muer frowned slightly: "You...are you jealous? Do you still feel that I have ignored you?"
She didn't expect Yue Zheng to say such a thing. She always thought that being with her was nothing to him.
Even though Yue Zheng was the first to speak up for the reunion this time, Qiao Muer still lacked confidence.
He was always cold, with a mysterious and elusive aura. Even though they were close to each other, it was always difficult to see through his heart.
Because of this, whether in the past or now, Qiao Muer always feels insecure.
Yue Zheng was born with a temperament that made her feel aloof from others, and this sense of aloofness made it difficult for her to grasp or hold on to it.
"Yes, I am jealous. Very jealous."
Yue Zheng nodded, his deep blue eyes looking at her intently, "I don't like to hear that you are going to accompany other insignificant people. I will uncontrollably wonder if they are more important than me in your heart."
“…” Qiao Muer had never expected Yue Zheng to have such thoughts.
She thought his reply of 'oh' was a sign of his indifference towards her.
He had always been like this in the past, acting extremely indifferent, as if her existence or not was dispensable.
"You think too much. They are all my seniors. They are considerate of me by letting me join the discussion group to prepare for the graduation project together. Yesterday was the first day of group activities for everyone. Everyone else participated. As a junior, I couldn't refuse. Yue Zheng, I didn't... ignore you." (To be continued)