"If you distrust me so much, why don't you just throw away the tail ring?"
Mo Nanjue leaned against the soft couch, glanced at her upon hearing this, "How could I bear to throw away something you put on me with your mouth for the first time?"
"..."
Tong Ran had been rendered speechless by him for the nth time. She took two steps back, sat down on the bed, and looked at him levelly, "Mo Nanjue, do you know that asking like this... really hurts."
The most terrible hurt isn't physical, but rather, doubt.
"Where did it hurt you?" Mo Nanjue raised his eyebrows, "Come here, let me rub it for you."
"It's nothing. If you believe, then believe. If not, just throw it away."
Having said that, she stood up and walked towards the bathroom.
No sooner had she taken a few steps than her body was embraced from behind, the man's voice resonating lowly by her ear, "Tong Ran, say it, you bought this ring because you love me."