Try, try for other uses?
What kind of nonsense is this?
Mo Zhaozhao was even more nervous, stammering, "W-what other uses, donât mess around, w-what did you just ask? Iâll answer you, is that okay?"
"Too late!"
He said lightly, leaning forward slightly, his lips gently touching her pink lips.
Bang...
A few bolts of lightning flashed through Mo Zhaozhaoâs mind, her eyes widened suddenly, countless emotions appearing in her eyes, and her face instantly flushed red.
The next moment, she reached out to push him hard, actually managing to push him away a bit.
"Shameless, frivolous, scoundrel..."
She vigorously wiped her lips with her sleeve, glaring at him with frustration and anger. Her gaze was filled with panic and unease, like a frightened rabbit.
Clearly wanting to scold him harshly, but lacking words, she repeated the same uninspired phrases over and over.
Finally, having the chance to kiss her as he wished, Yun Wanye felt a slight relief from the repressed feelings inside.
He chuckled lightly and said, "Is that all? Donât you have more to say?"
Mo Zhaozhao: "..."
"Shameless, brazen, pervert, lecher..."
"Hmm, go on."
Continue, continue your sister!
No wait, his sister is Ah Yao, canât curse Ah Yao.
Mo Zhaozhao hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand, afraid that she might accidentally curse Yun Wanyao as well.
"Done cursing? If youâre done, itâs my turn now."
He glanced sideways at her, his tone devoid of emotion. Mo Zhaozhaoâs eyes flickered, as she angrily glared at him in disbelief.
"Your turn? Are you actually going to curse me?"
When did it become his turn to insult her?
He was the one taking advantage. If he dared to insult her, she would make sure he regretted it.
"Not really."
Yun Wanye smiled lightly, returning to his usual gentle demeanor.
"Then what is it?"
"I wanted to ask the Princess, whatâs it like to be kissed by the person you despise the most?"
"Donât talk nonsense..."
As soon as he said that, she covered his mouth in a panic, looking around nervously, frightened that someone might overhear.
This damned guy, doesnât he know he shouldnât say that?
She was engaged. If he wanted to tarnish his reputation, he shouldnât drag her down with him.
A sudden warm sensation spread from her palm, accompanied by a tingling itch, and Mo Zhaozhao almost screamed.
She turned back, glaring at him angrily.
"Whatâs wrong with you today? Are you possessed?"
All you do is these lewd things, so improper.
"Didnât the Princess say Iâm crazy?"
He pulled her hand away from his lips but didnât release it, instead holding it gently in his palm.
"Since itâs like that, I should show the Princess how crazy I am. Canât waste a label, right?"
Mo Zhaozhao: "..."
He really has gone mad, truly mad, all of them are mad.
"Yun Wanye, do you even know what youâre saying?"
No wait, does he even know what heâs doing?
"I do know, because Iâm crazy, not stupid."
Mo Zhaozhao: "..."
Heâs going to drive her insane.
Mo Zhaozhao felt overwhelmed, everything that was happening was too sudden and too crazy for her to know how to react.
"Why is the Princess silent? Do you want to be kissed again?"
Suddenly, the boyâs deep voice sounded in her ears, sending Mo Zhaozhaoâs head snapping up, her eyes red as she looked at him.
Yun Wanye was slightly stunned, feeling a sudden pang in his heart.
Just because he kissed her, did it upset her so much?
Did she find what happened earlier to be utterly humiliating?
"Yun Wanye, do you find amusing in toying with me?"
She clenched her fists, speaking in a choked voice, her red eyes filled with grievance and some indescribable emotions.
Yun Wanye pressed his lips together and instinctively shook his head.
"No."
He didnât toy with her, it wasnât coming from a place of fun.
But clearly, she misunderstood his intentions, and tears started to fall from her eyes.
"Then if itâs not fun, why do you toy with me?"
"Yes, I said things to Ah Yao that I shouldnât have, hurting your pride and self-esteem, but I spoke the truth. Itâs your issue if you canât handle the truth, not mine."
"So why do you toy with me?"
As soon as she uttered those words, the tenderness and guilt in Yun Wanyeâs heart vanished, replaced by deep resentment.
"The Princess speaks the truth? So, the Princess truly despises me? Is that it?"