Zhou Yuan was completely stunned, looking at the young miss's angry face, not understanding where there still might be a problem. After a long time, he finally asked blankly, "It seems like apart from that incident, I haven't done anything else to hurt you, right?"
"Although some unmentionable misunderstandings happened before, you also just threw yourself at me, doesn't that even things out?"
"Besides, you weren't angry before!"
Qing Ning's pretty face turned crimson, and she spat out contemptuously, "Pah... you're shameless, you're despicable, you're filthy!"
That incident had passed, why bring it up again?
Why always poke through the paper window?
Is it fun?
Zhou Yuan, with an innocent look on his face, shrugged his shoulders and asked, "How about you remind me?"
He had never figured out women's thinking until today!
He probably wouldn't understand it in this lifetime!
"You're such a blockhead, I... I... I'm about to die from anger!"