He Was Sure It Was Love

She looked so innocent and pretty; Mo Liuxi felt itchy in the heart. 

He made a step forward, pressed her head into his chest, and said with a deep voice which was full of guiltiness, "I'm sorry that I hurt you…" 

Yan Su's chest was still burning. Hearing his words, she felt as if someone had poured a cup of boiling water on her head. "Don't do that again…" she stuttered, with a very low voice. 

"Em, I'll be gentle next time." Mo Liuxi sounded very obedient. 

Next time…

Yan Su's head nearly smoked. She pushed him away, glaring at him. 

"Am I wrong?" said Mo Liuxi. "We're a normal couple. I'm a healthy man, and you're a healthy woman. We'll eventually make it to the last step. It's only a matter of time. Or… are you one of those old-school girls who prefer to save it for marriage? I'll respect you if that's the case. We can wait until we get married."