It was him who made her angry.
Pei Yuqing felt somewhat helpless, unsure of how to calm her down.
He...
As Xie Wanqing finished her makeup, she stood up and walked towards him.
Pei Yuqing's fingers slowly curled up, his heart pounding like a drum, feeling as if every step she took was on the tip of his heart.
Standing at the bedside, Xie Wanqing gazed down at the man whose face was already flushed, lost in thought.
She looked at him quietly for a long time, until the man's complexion returned to normal, then asked, "Do you have anything you want to say to me?"
Upon hearing this, all the fanciful thoughts in Pei Yuqing's mind vanished. He moved his lips, and after a long pause, said softly, "...I'm sorry."
Xie Wanqing responded with a gentle "hmm," and said blandly, "Is that all?"
She bent over, lifted the man's chin on the bed, their eyes meeting, seeing the flicker in his gaze, and asked, "Do you have any peculiarities?"
Pei Yuqing looked puzzled. "What?"
