After listening for a while, Liu Yin noticed that most of the criticism was directed at Ye Huaizhi. She smiled slightly and asked, "Aren't you angry with me?"
"He must have been the one who started flirting with you. He even sent you flowers today."
As he said this, the man lowered his eyes, but quickly brightened up again, "If you like flowers, I'll bring you some every day from now on, okay?"
Liu Yin shook her head gently, but what she said made Zhou Wang feel no joy at all: "There is no future."
"Don't you like me anymore?" Zhou Wang repeated again. "You liked me a lot yesterday?"
“That was yesterday,” Liu Yin explained patiently. “Yesterday I did have some feelings for you.”
"But you're not quite what I expected. You're too gentle. You shouldn't be like this."
If she prefers gentle men, she could have found a refined and gentle type from the beginning; there's no need for her to choose Zhou Wang.
Liuyin doesn't pursue any contrast between appearance and inner self; in fact, she might even feel a sense of loss because of such a contrast.
"Gentle." Zhou Wang murmured these two words, while also feeling a little confused, because he wasn't gentle at all.
He has never been associated with the word "gentle".
Looking at the expression on the man's face, Liu Yin knew he didn't understand. Of course, he was drunk.
"Go back and get some rest." Liu Yin was unusually gentle, walking over and patting his shoulder softly.
It was this familiar phrase that made Zhou Wang feel as if he had just woken up from a dream.
Gentle. Zhou Wang repeated these two words to himself over and over again before he began to understand Liu Yin's meaning: she was complaining that he wasn't manly enough.
Zhou Wang was almost laughing in exasperation. To be honest, he didn't have a very good temper, but he rarely wanted to show his best side to the person he liked.
Unexpectedly, in her opinion, it was too gentle.
The man lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on that beautiful, delicate face, and his Adam's apple bobbed suddenly.
Zhou Wang chuckled, then suddenly lifted Liu Yin's face and kissed her.
Having learned from his previous experience, he kissed her much more forcefully this time, while tightly holding Liu Yin's waist and pulling her close, leaving her no room to back down.
The man's lips reeked of alcohol, his kisses were forceful, biting and grinding, accompanied by indistinct words, "Then I won't be gentle anymore, will you like me?"
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