The fury in Leng Youchen's heart dissipated completely in an instant. He stepped forward, wrapped her waist with both hands, and looked down at her blushing face, thinking she was becoming more and more adorable.
"Don't worry, I'll be very gentle with you from now on." He was just short of swearing it. He had to reap the consequences of what he sowed.
Wei Anning stood on her tiptoes and patted his head, "So you have to be good, don't force me to act recklessly anymore, because my heart is still suffering from a hundred thousand points of damage and hasn't recovered yet."
After speaking, she pulled away his hands and walked away with a smile.
Leng Youchen rubbed his forehead and turned to glare at her back. Indeed, he had lifted a stone only to drop it on his own foot. Why did he have to bring up things from five years ago?
