His devilish voice sounded in front of her, "So, am I understanding right, that you are jealous?"
Mo Xiaomeng started, her little face showing signs of redness as she bashfully and instinctively replied, "I'm not! What are you talking about!"
Puh-lease!
She had only known him for a few days, and they had only gone so far as kissing a few times. It wasn't like they were in that kind of boy-girl relationship. Why would she be jealous of him?
Ye Sijue's eyes curved as he said to her, "I'll phrase that in another way then. Are you angry because you think that I have played with your feelings?"
"I'm not angry. When did I say that I was angry?" Mo Xiaomeng denied it.
Ye Sijue could tell from her expression, but he didn't question any further.
Now that he knew what the problem was, it was enough for him.
He said, "Then are you willing to stay here now?"