Wen Ran didn't understand why he suddenly had this strange request, given her current mindset.
Just a few minutes ago, he had looked like he wanted to kill someone, and now he wanted her to kiss him?!
Why was he so capricious?
She pursed her lips slightly and counter-questioned, "Why should I kiss you?"
Fu Chenlie looked at her eyes, still slightly red from crying, and lifted his hand from the sofa to touch her head, slowly opening his mouth, "Firstly, this is a necessary process for fostering affection, and secondly, one kiss in exchange for clearing your doubts is a good deal, isn't it?"
It was a good deal, but she was still upset from being scared by him and now she was supposed to kiss him; why did it feel so odd?
He stared at her silent figure, "What, are you unwilling?"
As his words fell, without waiting for her to reply, he guessed again, "Or are you still angry at me? Angry that I scared you into crying?"
Wen Ran, "..."
Her mind was quite sharp indeed.