As soon as this reward was mentioned, Yu Zhi lowered her eyes, pressed her lips tightly together, and stopped speaking.
She clutched the corner of the man's shirt, her heart pounding so hard that even her ears felt uncomfortable.
"Zhizhi?" Shi Wei's smile deepened in his gaze, and his large hand resting on her slender waist mischievously pinched the soft flesh: "You don't like it?"
Contrary to the amusement in his eyes, his low voice carried a trace of inexplicable grievance.
Upon hearing his tone, Yu Zhi couldn't help but soften her heart, her fluttering "butterfly wings" trembled twice at a high frequency.
She raised her eyes to look at the man and said softly, "Then you can't make me say those words."
Shi Wei raised his eyebrows and forcefully swallowed the words "You don't like it?" Choosing to lower his head for the sake of a peaceful life.
