"Mistress?" She looked at him in surprise, her eyes full of doubts.
He lazily raised his eyelids, and a sarcastic smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, "At this time, are you still qualified to be my legitimate girlfriend?"
He paused, his eyes full of evil, "If you make me happy, maybe I will forget the things you have done... Of course, you don't have to agree."
Yu Keqing was stunned and her lips suddenly turned pale. She suddenly felt very cold, very cold, so cold that it felt like her ribs were shrinking inward one by one.
He raised his eyelids and stared directly at her, "If you don't agree, you can leave here right away."
Mistress! What a sad word! It’s true that things are changing.
In the past, he pestered her every day, asking her to be his girlfriend. After they fell in love, he treated her like a treasure and took great care of her. But now, he wants her to be his lover.
Satire!
But who can blame her? She made an unforgivable mistake. Anyone in this world would be furious, let alone he loved her so much.
She knew that he was taking revenge on her and venting his anger.
She swallowed her tears, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she looked at the floor blankly, and struggled to say three words, "I do."
Her voice was fragile and empty, as if it had been blown away by the wind.
An elusive look flashed across Cheng Haochen's evil face. He looked at her intently, his eyes dark and silent.
After a moment, he said coldly, "Then you must start fulfilling your obligations as a mistress now."
Yu Keqing was stunned and her eyes suddenly shifted from the ground to his face. Of course she knew what these words meant.
But she still couldn't accept it for a while. He would ask her directly and explicitly, which was completely different from what he had done before.
"How about it? Don't tell me that you don't know what the obligations of being a mistress are?" In the hazy light and shadow, his eyes were as bright as stars, but as cold as water.
Yu Keqing's lips moved, her eyelashes began to wet, and she felt a chill in her heart slowly begin to flow through her blood.
Cheng Haochen suddenly stretched out his arm, pulled her sharply, and pushed her to sit on his lap.
The two were so close that they could feel each other's breathing.
His breath blew faintly on her lips, like a gentle breeze, but when it blew into her heart, it was as biting as a cold wind.