"Silly."
He pinched her face.
"You're still as stupid as you were eighteen years ago."
Ha, as expected, nothing good came out of a dog's mouth.
"You're despising me!"
She slapped his hand away gloomily.
She was confessing, and he was laughing at her?
Can you not be so bad?
"No, I'm despising myself."
His tone suddenly changed, and his palm caressed her face again. He did not pinch her anymore, but only rubbed her face.
"How did I get beaten up by a silly girl? Eighteen years ago, I served you like a horse, but I was bitten by parasites all over your body, and eighteen years later, I still want to pamper you. I wonder if I owed you something in my previous life…"
Her chin was lifted by him gently, and with her last sigh, a kiss fell gently.
I haven't seen you for many days.
He missed her very much.
No, it should be said that he missed her dearly.