Cheng Yanzhi lowered his head and planted a hickey on her neck.
Xia Yunsheng felt itchy on her neck from his kisses, anxious to push him away, but he pinned her hands down, pressing her onto the bed.
His fingers gently lifted her chin, "If there were past lives, they must have been unhappy ones."
"Why?" Xia Yunsheng's heart skipped a beat.
Cheng Yanzhi said, "Because whenever you dream, you always look unhappy."
"..." Xia Yunsheng was stunned, staring at him, "What kind of dreams did I have?"
"You always grab my hand and say sorry." Cheng Yanzhi looked at Xia Yunsheng, "Sheng, did you do something in a past life that owed me an apology?"
"Of course not." Xia Yunsheng denied it.
Cheng Yanzhi said, "I'm pretty forgiving with you. To make me angry and keep you worried... did you fall for someone else?"
"..." Xia Yunsheng spat, "Absolutely not, stop making wild guesses, okay?"
Damn it!
If he keeps guessing, she'll probably hear him say Mo Sichen's name soon enough.
