Chapter 577 I Love You

Before he finished speaking, she was so frightened that she spat out a mouthful of water, which unfortunately hit his face.

His half-mutilated, half-handsome face was covered with countless drops of water.

She was stunned for half a second. This guy was a germophobe. If she sprayed water from his mouth, he would be so angry that he would kill her!

She immediately took out a few napkins from the paper box on the bedside table and wiped his face, "I'm sorry, Tingting, I didn't mean it..."

"Is that intentional?" He imitated the lines she had said.

"No." She wiped his handsome face clean with a tissue and glanced at the water droplets on his white shirt. "Well, I can't wipe it off. Go wash your face and change clothes."

"No need." He held her busy little hand to her lips and kissed her, "Cheng Yingxuan..."

"Um?"

She raised her eyes to look at him. His deep eyes were filled with deep affection. She almost thought he was saying...I love you with his eyes.

Her cheeks were hot, waiting for him to confess his affection. Even if they broke up, it wouldn't matter if he confessed again.

After a minute of silence, he said hoarsely, "I like your saliva on my face."

She withdrew her hand from his thick palm and said, "Pervert!"

He stared at her coquettish expression and smiled, "Are you a pervert, or am I a pervert?"

She picked up the phone and played a video surveillance clip. In the phone, she was licking and licking the scar on his left face while he was asleep...

"..." She immediately darkened her face, feeling ashamed, and howled, "The woman in the video is not me!" She firmly refused to admit that she was so shameless.

I really regret it. I got so crazy that night that I went to lick the scar on his face... Ouch, I really want to scream.

He knew she was embarrassed to admit it, so he didn't force her, "Okay, it's not you... it's my wife."

She nodded sharply after hearing the first two words he said. When she heard the last four words, her pretty face changed, "That's nonsense, who is your wife!"

Her angry look was particularly cute, and his heart, which was as cold as a thousand-year glacier, softened, "I didn't say you, I meant the woman in the video is my wife."

"It's me in the video..." She suddenly let it slip, feeling very depressed.

He smiled and stretched out his fingers to touch her face, "You are my wife, isn't that right?"

She patted his groping hand and said, "I'm not. I solemnly tell you, I will not marry you!"

Even after getting the certificate, she is still here moaning. He felt a little pity for her ignorance, but he was also afraid that she would do something extreme if she found out, "Don't be so determined, you will get married when you figure it out."

"I can't figure it out!" Her voice rose an octave higher.

"It's an established fact," he raised his hand to lift her chin, his voice was cold and domineering, "I'll say it again, you... are mine!"

"The ghost is yours!"

"You're right, even if you die, you can only be the ghost of me, Yan Shiting!" He looked at her beautiful face and added in his heart that he would not let her die before he died.

"You!" She lifted the quilt and got down to the ground.

He knelt down, picked up her shoes and helped her put them on.

She stiffened and said, "Yan Shiting, why are you doing this?" They had already broken up, but he, such an arrogant and arrogant man, even helped her put on her shoes! What an incredible, price-dropping thing.

He held her little feet and kissed her on the mouth. He raised his head and looked at her deeply with his dark eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Cheng Yingxuan, I love you!"