叫啊你越叫我越兴奋

Xiao Zhiren held her hand and made her sit on the sofa. "Do you have to have so many issues with me?"

"Yes," she answered straightforwardly making him gape at her in disbelief. "If I’m gonna date you then I need to turn you into my kind of boyfriend material. For that, I need to be vocal about what irks me about you."

Xiao Zhiren’s eyed widened in surprise. Now, that was way too straightforward even for someone like her. Wasn’t it? Or was he overthinking?

"Boyfriend material?" He asked hesitantly to confirm and she nodded in agreement. "What do I need to do for that?"

"Nothing much. I’ve gotten used to your cheesy talk but let’s keep the public display of affection out of our list of things. I don’t like clingy people. I love being proactive and impulsive. Don’t get in my way. Also, don’t ask things I don’t want to talk about. The rest we’ll go with the flow for now." She stated in one go leaving him no room for an argument. Well, it wasn’t like he was gonna argue anyway. "Totally out of context, but can’t we have this dress in black?"

Xiao Zhiren narrowed his eyes at her and shook his head saying, "Black is your comfortable skin, I know. But my little chili should have some colors in life as well."

"Whatever," she grumbled and made a face. Thinking of something she said, "What am I gonna do with this hair? The longest hair I ever had were shoulder-length and the only hairstyle I know is a messy one and high ponytails. Would that work?"

Xiao Zhiren picked up a brush and started brushing her hair softly. "How can a girl not even know how to style her own hair? I have never met anyone who couldn’t style their own hair."

"You have met one," she replied.

Xiao Zhiren leaned ahead to look at her face from behind the sofa and asked, "Who?"

"Me." Ru pointed at herself.

"Right there is indeed one," he spoke in a soft voice and fixed her hair. He didn’t have to do much since with jumpsuit, it was better to let the hair down naturally. Following that, he brought out heels and picked up her foot to help her wear it.

Seeing those ankle strap sandals, she frowned in discontent and discomfort. "Oi, do you know the phrase killer heels?"

"I have heard it on more than one occasion. Why?" Xiao Zhiren replied absentmindedly since his attention was on helping her wear those sandals.

"They are called killer heels because they end up killing a woman’s feet. Do you want that to happen to me?" Xiao Zhiren stifled his laughter at her weird logic. She had plenty of excuses for something she didn’t like.

"You don’t need to stress yourself so much. I’m not letting you walk barefoot."

Standing up she had to adjust her body weight to keep balance. It was safe to say that wearing heels also required some skills. Unfortunately, those were the skills, Ru would never want to learn. Not at any condition.

He had poured another glass of champagne for himself as he held his hand out for her. "Do you want some?"

Ru shook her head in response, "Champagne is too light for a hardcore person like me." Seeing the weird way he was looking at her, she added, "I don’t like the taste of it."

"I think you’ll like the taste from now," he said ambiguously making her brows snap together. Before she could question him, he took a sip of champagne and kissed her hard making her drink the champagne from his mouth. He didn’t instantly let go even after accomplishing his goal. He was too engrossed in the kiss. Why would he want to let her go when even she wasn’t trying to push him away?

Tracing the seam of her lips with his tongue to taste the remnants of champagne or her, he said, "Start using your words wisely. You don’t even realize how explicit you get with your words. I really don’t have great willpower. Stop testing me now."

"What did I say now?" She asked in confusion before rewinding her words in her mind. As the lightbulb of her brain lit up, she went on, "My mind and words are right. Your stupid brain is working in the wrong way." She slapped his chest and added, "Besides, by hardcore I meant steadfast. Not the extreme way you’re taking it!"

Xiao Zhiren stroked the side of her face saying, "Oh, so my little chili is not as oblivious as she pretends to be. Interesting." Leaning close to her ear, he whispered, "By the way, I don’t mind hardcore. I have good stamina."

"Bloody son of a bachelor!" Ru tried to push him away but he still held her tight. "You’re again using my words to your own advantage. Why do you not understand what I want to say? Why is that your mind only understands what you want to understand?"

"If I kept understanding your words, you wouldn’t be in my arms right now. You’d have run too far from me by now. So, it’s enough for me to understand what really matters between us," he stated holding her head against his chest.

"What really matters between us?" She asked.

"What matters is that I love you," he replied matter-of-factly and planted a kiss on the top of her head and added, "Also, that you love me." With that, he planted another kiss but this time, on her forehead.

"Sheesh! Who says I love you?" she retorted pretending to be angry.

"I love you too," he said again.

"Huh?"

"Didn’t you notice? I just heard the last three words of your sentence. Did you say anything else?"

"You!" Ru playfully punched his arm. "Hateful little weakling."

"What?"

"Nothing!" She snapped back.