"Achoo..."
Caught off guard, Lu Meng's sneeze swallowed the rest of Song Yunchi's words.
Sprayed with saliva all over his face, Song Yunchi closed his eyes tightly, frowning, silently trying to restrain himself.
It wouldn't have been a big deal, except he insisted on pulling her, insisting she face him when speaking.
See? Couldn't dodge that, could he?
Feeling sorry for spraying him with saliva, Lu Meng awkwardly raised a hand to wipe his face, "Um... sorry, I didn't mean to."
Song Yunchi opened his eyes, glaring at her fiercely. Lu Meng shrank her neck and suddenly laughed, "Serves you right!"
"Serves me right?"
"Who told you to hold on to me and not let go? I could've turned the other way, but you wouldn't let go. I couldn't help it, so... I'm sorry to you."
A careless apology, without a hint of sincerity or remorse.
Song Yunchi raised a hand and pinched her cheek, smiling slyly, "Since you're sorry, give me some compensation to soothe my wounded soul."
