Just A Dream

Mu Sihan lifted his well-defined fingers, buttoning his hand-made buttons one by one.

Hearing Nan Zhi's words, his smirk widened even more. "It's been four years, and you've learnt to seduce men now."

Nan Zhi's lashes fluttered. "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you ask Feng Yao to be softer last night too?" His black eyes were filled with derision, though she didn't know if he was scoffing at her or berating himself that he couldn't stop himself.

A sharp pain appeared in Nan Zhi's chest.

Many times, when couples broke up, the trust they had for each other would be destroyed at the same time.

Of course, she couldn't hope for them to have any trust for each other again.

"No explanations?"

Nan Zhi met his deep dark eyes. "You're mistaken. I injured my elbow and Feng Yao help me to apply some medicine."

Mu Sihan's handsome face seemed to tense even more. "Your boyfriend is really considerate."

Nan Zhi was speechless as well.