"What am I to you?" he asked through gritted teeth.
The bitterness in his eyes became more and more obvious, and tears were faintly seen in his red eye sockets.
Shu Miao was not quite used to such a close distance, so close that even his disordered breathing was so clear.
As she turned her head, she subconsciously pushed his chest and said, "Just talk nicely. Who are you trying to scare by crying like that?"
Zhou Yang was shaken by her push, but he still stared at her stubbornly, demanding an answer from her.
Shu Miao had calmed down by now, took a deep breath, and looked up calmly into his eyes.
Compared to his stiff and awkward words and actions, his aggrieved look is the most honest.
Somehow, when I saw his red eyes and that stubborn and tense face, I inexplicably wanted to laugh.
She struggled to suppress the upward curve of her lips, but her eyes filled with smiles could not deceive anyone.
Seeing her like this, Zhou Yang felt even more aggrieved, and his voice was muffled.
"Are you still laughing?"
But the anger in his heart disappeared quietly, making him even more upset.
Shu Miao couldn't hold it in any longer and raised his hand to cover his mouth tightly.
Only a pair of bright and smiling eyes remained, looking at him with a smile.
The last trace of resentment in Zhou Yang's heart disappeared under her gaze, and he didn't know where he got the courage from.
He put his arm around her back, hooked her tightly, pulled her into his arms, and lowered his head to place a kiss on the back of her hand.
He kept paying attention to her reactions through the corner of his eye, noticing that her breathing and heartbeat changed accordingly, and his kiss became more gentle.
Shu Miao was stunned for a moment, but as the hot touch continued to come from her fingertips, her cheeks quickly flushed.
This strong feeling of being out of control forced her to wake up quickly.
I just saw one hand pinching his mouth and the other hand against his chest.
Biting her lower lip tightly, she glared at him angrily.
"Would you like to try again?"
He couldn't hold back a chuckle that escaped from his throat. Perhaps because he had been holding it in for too long, the laughter escaped from his chest muffledly, and the happiness in his eyes could not be concealed.
At this moment, there was only one word in Shu Miao's mind: why is this person so despicable?
Suddenly, a light bulb went off in her head, and she asked,
"You still ask me, what about me? Who am I to you?"
But as soon as the words came out of her mouth, Shu Miao felt her heartbeat suddenly start to accelerate. This discovery made her feel at a loss for a moment.
But her eyes were fixed on his, not daring to show any sign of timidity.
Zhou Yang pulled her hand down, his face solemn and his eyes blazing, "Sweetheart."
"And a lover."
There was a hint of hoarseness in his clear and upright voice, and his tone rose slightly with a hint of seductive smile.
Shu Miao looked into his clear and bright eyes, where her own figure was clearly reflected, and a sense of satisfaction arose in her heart.
She blinked in confusion, not quite understanding why her feelings about being confessed to were so different from what others had said.
Or...
Shu Miao's eyes involuntarily fell on his lips.
His lips were of moderate thickness and a healthy light red, like a ripe cherry.
She stood on tiptoe as if possessed by a ghost, moved closer, and her lips rested on his.
Soft and sticky,
She clearly felt that her heartbeat seemed to stop for a beat, and then beat rapidly like thunder.
That’s just right!
Just as she released her grip on the collar and retreated, his kiss followed forcefully.
He raised his hand to hold the back of her neck, with an innate dominance and an oppression that brooked no refusal.
Shu Miao's body tensed up instantly. She stared at his emotional face and suddenly had the urge to retreat.
She pushed him away fiercely, panic evident in her tone.
"Zhou, Zhou Yang!"
He remained silent.
But the reddened corners of his eyes, the burning cheeks, and the pounding heartbeat in his chest all spoke of his momentary loss of control.
He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, then pulled her into his arms, buried his head in the crook of her neck, and spoke in a low, hoarse voice.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
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