A 187 cm bad-boy heartthrob with dimples when he smiles x a 165 cm quiet, sunny beauty (both each other’s first and only love)
“Hmph, let go of me.” Nan Zhi stands in the corner, her face cold.
“I was wrong. I was just teasing you. Don’t be mad at me, okay?” He Ci tugs at her hem, giving it a little shake.
Nan Zhi pulls at the hem, but can’t get it back, so she turns her face away. “You did nothing wrong. It’s my fault. I just wanted ice cream today, but you wouldn’t let me have any. You even lied and said there wasn’t any left.”
He Ci braces his arms on either side of her and lowers his head to coax her. “You’re on your period these days. If you eat it, your stomach will really hurt. How about a few days from now? I’ll buy you lots of different flavors.”
Hearing that, Nan Zhi’s ears turn red. “Really? You’re not lying to me?”
He Ci wraps his arms around her. “I really won’t lie to you. Please don’t ignore me, okay, Zhizhi?” he says, nuzzling the hollow of her neck.
