"Not okay?" Leng Sichen's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Of course not!" Xia Yuxun refused without hesitation. Was there even a need to ask?
To make such a request of a woman he had only known for a few days—even if it was because he suspected her identity—was still too casual!
Xia Yuxun felt vaguely suffocated in her heart.
Following her rejection, Leng Sichen turned hostile in an instant, "Fine, then I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow!"
"What?" Xia Yuxun propped herself up in surprise, lowering her voice, "Why would you want to be discharged if you're fine?"
"No more treatments. If I'm disabled, you'll be responsible for me for life." Leng Sichen turned over, facing away from her, the resentment around him almost taking physical form.
"..." Xia Yuxun was utterly speechless by his tormenting behavior.
Five years had gone by, and this guy seemed to have everything, except for one thing he was lacking—his... face!!!
A kiss, right?
A kiss kiss kiss! It's just a peck!
