Moreover, how many words has she spoken to him these past few days?
Clearly, she hadn’t been talking to him as before.
And yet, she accuses him of giving her the cold shoulder??
This woman, this woman, is simply trying to infuriate him!!
Su Yan listened carefully to his words.
Finally, he’s said it.
Bo Feng had been snorting with anger these past two days.
Acting as if he was mad and didn’t want to bother with her.
If it wasn’t for Bao Yu, she’d have all the ti to wait for his anger to subside.
But tomorrow, Bao Yu will be released.
To avoid trouble by then, she provoked him a bit.
She of course wouldn’t divorce him; she just wanted to hear what he was really angry about.
Unhappy that she painted for Zheng Yao?
Thinking that when they got married, saying she liked him, and only wanting him, was deceiving him??
She slightly lowered her eyelids.
The first one is easy to solve, but the second one.
How should she make him trust her??
She thought for a long ti.
In her limited romance experience, her limited experience in comforting others.
There wasn’t a single strategy that applied here.
As she was feeling troubled.
Xiao Hua spoke up
"There’s a saying, that a quarrel at the head of the bed resolves at its foot."
"What does that an?"
"It ans... uh... fights between spouses are nothing that can’t be resolved by rolling in bed together."
Okay, even Xiao Hua isn’t sure what that ans.
But, she feels pretty certain that this explanation can’t be wrong.
Su Yan looked up.
Looking over at Bo Feng.
Lying in bed due to a car accident, his arm plastered, and his chest down to his abdon wrapped in bandages.
His head was also bandaged.
Su Yan seriously considered the feasibility of Xiao Hua’s words.
Rolling in bed... that might be difficult.
But...
She stood up and walked over.
Bo Feng watched her approach, his expression cold and indifferent.
It seed as if he didn’t care at all.
But those eyes were fixed on Su Yan all the while.
Su Yan walked to the bed, carefully avoiding his wounds, and cautiously embraced him.
Then she lowered her head, first biting his chin.
Then she kissed up from the chin, all the way to the lips.
Smacking a kiss.
Bo Feng’s ears twitched and were flushed red.
She was serious
"I don’t have a past love; my first ti was with you, rember?"
As soon as this was ntioned, Bo Feng thought of that fiery night.
That night was her first ti.
Of course, he knew.
With that thought, much of his anger dissipated.
Again, Su Yan said
"I’ve never liked him, you just saw him confessing to , and I clearly rejected him."
While saying this, she kissed him again.
Gently biting his thin lips, then tenderly licking them.
Upon hearing this, Bo Feng thought, hmm, that sounds reasonable.
Clearly the sa as her previous statents, just this ti with an added kiss.
Our President Bao’s attitude did a one hundred eighty degree turn.
In his eyes, besides annoyance, other emotions also surfaced.
Using his unbandaged hand, he wrapped it around Su Yan.
Seeing him sowhat cald, Su Yan couldn’t help revealing a slight smile
"Moreover, the paintings I did of him were just casual sketches. I spent six days on a painting for you. I was planning to give it to you over dinner that day. Who knew, you had an accident and got angry."
Bo Feng, hearing Su Yan had painted for him,
couldn’t help but a glint flashed across his eyes.
Su Yan hugged him, nuzzling up to his ear, playfully nibbling
"When you get ho, I’ll give you the painting, alright?"
Xiao Hua’s voice
"Ding dong, congratulations, the male protagonist’s affinity value has increased by 10, current affinity value 92, congratulations Host."
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