Gong Xuan's words made Wen Yan turn her head towards him, somewhat angrily saying, "Gong Xuan, you're always like this. Every time I give in a little, you push for more, demanding even bigger things afterward."
"You really scare me."
"Wasn't our simple, innocent relationship good enough before?"
Frustrated, Wen Yan didn't know whether Gong Xuan should laugh or cry about her not being clingy.
Before he knew her, he had never brought a woman home. If he were to bring someone, they'd probably be too excited to sleep, figuring out how to cater to him.
But Wen Yan, whenever he wanted to get closer or advance their relationship, she rejected him.
The clearer Wen Yan's refusal, the more Gong Xuan cherished her.
Rubbing Wen Yan's hand gently, Gong Xuan said, "You've been avoiding me for so many days, is it too much to ask you to spend some time with me?"
She had been looking for a job behind his back, and he hadn't complained or argued about it.
