Seeing she was about to start cursing those nicknames again, Chen Jun stepped forward and unceremoniously blocked her lips.
He couldn't remember where he'd seen it before—the best way to shut a woman up is to kiss her. It was correct.
This little girl finally quieted down.
Huang Ying's eyes instantly widened, staring blankly at him.
After a long while, she finally reacted. This bastard actually dared to kiss her, hurriedly reaching out to push him.
In their struggle, the two were entangled, unable to stand stably, and fell onto the bed.
Huang Ying's head banged against the bed board, instantly hurting so much tears almost fell out.
Chen Jun didn't care about anything else, hurriedly lifting his hand to rub her head and soothe her, gently kissing away the tears from the corner of her eye, tracing down her cheek.
Huang Ying nearly melted in his tenderness, utterly forgetting to resist.
