Manman frowned and pushed away the cup in his hand: "Who's being pretentious? Even if we are legally married, I don't remember you at all now, so I can't just let a stranger help me take a bath."
Manman spoke righteously, and it really puzzled her—she just wanted to take a bath, why was it so hard?
In the afternoon it was dead Chu Ci, and now it's Feng Yi, oh she really is on the verge of going crazy.
Feng Yi wasn't angry, now he had enough patience for this girl: "I'm not going to do anything to you, what are you afraid of?"
"Which eye of yours saw me being afraid?"
Feng Yi raised two fingers pointing to his eyes: "I saw it all. You're afraid I'll do something to you, or maybe you're worried you'll lose control and pounce on me."
"Feng Yi, you're crazy, aren't you a narcissist? Why would I have to pounce on you? Come on, who's afraid of whom?"
