"What? You just said you truly liked my face, were you just trying to fool me?"
Seeing that she didn't react, Aoqian narrowed his eyes, his voice turning cold.
Song Xiwei quickly explained, "No, I wasn't just trying to brush you off. I just didn't expect my wish to come true. I'm so excited that I don't know how to express myself. Don't overthink it..."
"What's there to get excited about? It's not like I'm letting you see my face for nothing. I'll look at your face just the same way." He said stubbornly, but when Aoqian met her beautiful eyes, he almost had his heart race again because of the shimmering light in them.
This face, these eyes, are like poison that can bewitch people, yet he can't live without them now and can only let them spread.
Song Xiwei was completely unaware of this.
Aoqian, of course, could see that Song Xiwei's claim of liking his face was just empty talk.
He didn't really believe her sweet talk; he only used this trick because he didn't want to lose the chance to see her face.
Song Xiwei probably felt that since she had "traded" in this way, she might as well take a look.
Along the way, he no longer needed to find a lame excuse to stare at her, and she looked at him much more often as well.
But Aoqian felt like he had shot himself in the foot.
Because Song Xiwei's beauty isn't just in her face and her smile.
Her eyes were even more amazing; they had hooks inside. If you got caught in one of those hooks, you'd walk with your arms and legs moving in unison, have difficulty breathing, sweat profusely, experience a dry mouth, and have your mind go completely blank for no apparent reason...
Aoqian felt extremely tormented, as if he were living in torture, yet he just couldn't quit...
Fortunately, Song Xiwei wasn't really interested in his face; she would look away after a while, allowing him to catch his breath.
But then the awkward thing happened again.
Along the way, while eating at a roadside stall, Song Xiwei noticed that the stall owner's little girl was quite pretty, so he imitated her sweet, childlike voice.
Her eyes were already beautiful, but when they darted around, they became even more captivating.
The little girl was very close to her, and Song Xiwei was half-embracing the little girl, telling her funny jokes to amuse her.
The cheerful laughter sounded particularly jarring to Aoqian's ears.
Because from the moment he sat down until he finished eating, Song Xiwei didn't look at him even once.
Seeing her smiling intimately at the little girl, her eyes crinkling with laughter, he was furious. He stood up, flicked his sleeves, and left.
The commotion was quite loud, and the sleeve was deliberately flicked onto Song Xiwei's back.
Song Xiwei had no choice but to pay the bill and leave. Catching up with him, she asked, puzzled, "Young Master, are you full?"
"What? You're not full?" He didn't even look at her, his tone sinister.
Song Xiwei truthfully replied, "My bowl wasn't touched much..."
"Heh." Aoqian sneered, "Then go back and continue eating. By the way, do you like that little girl? Go ask her father if he's willing to let you have her as a child bride."
Song Xiwei listened to a string of nonsensical words, "Young Master, what nonsense are you talking about? How old is she! Besides, what about me..."
Why would a woman like her take in a child bride?
Aoqian's reaction was quite strange.
Could it be that his misogyny has flared up again?
It must be.
Song Xiwei quickly said in a gentle tone, "Young Master, we have important business to attend to now, we don't have time to talk about personal matters!"
"I saw you were clearly having a great time just now, you even forgot to eat," Aoqian said in a gloomy tone.
Song Xiwei admitted that she really likes children, and that she finds it hard to resist cute animals or cute people.
It's the same principle as when Aoqian is being cute and she can't help but pinch his cheek.
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