"Are you not going to be like me anymore, so stubborn, and so stingy that you won't even say the word "like"?
Will this man...like her? Why?
For some reason, Ling Muyu suddenly felt a little regretful as to why she was so impulsive that she came to the villa to see him.
When recording this, he didn't seem to think too much, only the information that he liked her was in his mind...
But now when she faced him in person, she couldn't calm down. She couldn't think about the fact that he liked her. Instead, she thought more about whether he liked her or not.
Why do you like her?
"..."
The person on the bed had a mental twitch!
Does every woman like to hear those disgusting words?
Please, don't say that Miya Takuno is overbearing. Even if he really likes a woman, he won't say it every day, okay?
The love that comes out of your mouth is not love!
Only love that can be expressed through actions, only actions, is that love?
Only love that can be made is love... (Damn, please be more pure! Be more pure!!)
"...Haha, this trip seems to be coming. It's so stupid. What's on the bed is the chicken soup I made to sober up. After you wake up, if it gets cold, remember to let someone heat it up before drinking it. I
I'm leaving"
It's unclear where the uneasiness that comes up in her mind comes from. In short, Ling Muyu is so eager to leave right now.
Just... let's go? The rabbit has already walked into the wolf's den, can he still get out?
She had just stood up, and before she even took a step, someone grabbed her arm violently, and then she fell to the big bed.
"……Well!"
With a muffled groan, she first fell into a chest that was as warm and as hard as marble.
Before her moaning ended, the iron-like arms immediately wrapped around her waist and rolled her around on the bed. While circling her, they also directly pressed her against her body.
!
"...You...you're still sleeping!"
After meeting those obsidian eyes, looking at his soul-sucking eyes, she couldn't help but be shocked mentally.
"I am still sleeping, but I never fall into deep sleep!"
"..."
She was a little angry, but only for a short time. After calming herself down for a few seconds, she forced herself to face him calmly.
"So? Did you wake up after I came in?"
He tilted his head, seeming to be considering her question, and in Ling Muyu's somewhat guarded eyes, he nodded mischievously.
"Damn it, go to hell!"
Without thinking, she raised her foot and wanted to kick him, but he seemed to have already understood her thoughts.
Before her legs could be lifted, he quickly lifted one leg, and then pressed her legs firmly under his own legs.
"let me go!"
What kind of weird posture is this?
Why every time, in front of him, she always seems to be put into various strange and unacceptable postures by him...
"Ling Muyu! If you want me to like you, do you have to learn to behave better?"