Huayu: That year, I withdrew from the Super Boy competition.

Yang Mi's back was pressed against the cold wall, her chest still heaving violently.

It took quite a while for her heart rate to return to normal.

She raised her eyes and glared fiercely at Su Weiyi, her cheeks still flushed.

She swallowed back the words of abuse that were on the tip of her tongue.

I can't argue with him at this time; it will only make things worse.

She braced herself on his shoulders, trying to move down, and was about to use his strength to stand up.

The arm around her waist suddenly pulled back, and she fell back onto his lap.

"What are you doing!"

She was both angry and embarrassed. She turned around to slap his hand, but as she looked down, her gaze fell on her own hand.

Her fingers were gripping the back of his collar tightly, the fabric crumpled into a ball.

She froze for half a second, her mind going blank.

Just how tightly were you hugging me?

She herself has no recollection of it.

She cursed him inwardly for being spineless, and just as she was about to loosen her grip, he grabbed her wrist.

His palm enveloped the back of her hand, its temperature incredibly hot, pressing firmly against it, preventing her from pulling away.

"What's the rush?"

Su Wei spoke in a hoarse voice, his lips close to her ear, his hot breath brushing against her earlobe, making the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.

"The score isn't settled yet?"

"What accounts are there to settle? What accounts do I have with you?"

Yang Mi stubbornly refused to admit it.

She turned her face away, not daring to look into his eyes, but the tips of her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

"You're not going to settle the 250 yuan service fee?"

Su Wei chuckled softly, her fingertips brushing against her wrist, her tone slightly mischievous.

"So, in Miss Yang's eyes, I'm only worth 250 yuan for one night?"

"I scraped together a bunch of small change. What, am I not worth a few red bills?"

These words immediately struck a nerve with Yang Mi.

She woke up early that morning and looked at the person sleeping next to her, panicked and scared, her mind filled with "How could this really happen?"

After thinking it over, I decided to just go for it and got some change from the front desk, making up 250 yuan.

This turns ambiguity into a "I paid for it" transaction, giving them the upper hand first.

She felt a little embarrassed now that someone had called her out on it.

"That's for you... as a reward for your hard work!"

She tried to remain calm.

"Oh!"

Su Wei tightened his grip on her waist slightly, pulling her closer. "That night must have been tough!"

He deliberately dragged out the last syllable, his breath hot against her neck.

Yang Mi froze, biting her lip, unable to speak. Knowing she couldn't win the argument, she changed her approach.

She turned to stare at him, deliberately using a provocative tone, and said:

"What, do you want to cling to me?"

Or is it that... the younger brother has really fallen in love with the older sister?

So infatuated with me that you chased after me specifically to demand an explanation?

She thought her words would shut Su Wei up, but instead, the smile on his face slowly faded.

He didn't reply immediately, but just looked at her, her reflection in his dark eyes.

Yang Mi felt inexplicably uneasy, and her earlier arrogance gradually faded away.

"From the day I decided to enter the entertainment industry, I set a rule for myself."

He spoke, enunciating each word clearly.

"Passing through a sea of ​​flowers, not a single petal clings to me."

"puff."

Yang Mi couldn't help but chuckle and glance at him sideways.

"Come on, you've been through so much trouble, do you want to be the next 'sex scandal' male protagonist?"

Besides, how old are you? How many flowers have you picked to dare say such things?

Whether or not they were picked is not important.

Su Wei wasn't interrupted and spoke seriously.

"Love is both expensive and cheap. I don't care for it."

He paused, his gaze falling on her face, and said, word by word, "All I want in this life is to live happily and freely."

The prop room suddenly fell silent.

The smile on Yang Mi's face gradually faded.

She was taken aback by his words and stared into his eyes for a long time.

It didn't seem like he was just making things up.

She withdrew her other hand from his shoulder, feeling a mix of emotions she couldn't quite describe.

She thought he chased after her either out of anger or to play a prank, or to take the ambiguous relationship to a more serious level.

I never imagined he would say something so clear-headed it was almost callous.

"Since that's what you think, then you..."

She only said half of what she meant, but the meaning was already very clear.

If you don't want to talk about feelings, then what's the point of keeping me hanging on like this?

Upon hearing this, Su Wei raised an eyebrow, and her tone turned serious again:

"Just because I don't talk about feelings doesn't mean I can be easily dismissed."

He still had his other hand around her waist, applying slight pressure to bring her a little closer to him.

Their noses almost touched.

"First, you left me 250 yuan to insult me, and I can't let this go."

Secondly, what's the meaning of avoiding me these past few days? Is it like you're sleeping with me and then ignoring me completely, not even daring to show your face?

third,"

He stared into her eyes and said solemnly.

"The deed has already happened; we can't just pretend it never happened."

I don't have that kind of ability to just turn the page like that.

Yang Mi stared at his serious and angry face for a long time.

Suddenly my shoulders started shaking.

She bit her lower lip, trying desperately to hold it in, but her shoulders trembled more and more violently, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Finally, she couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed so hard she was shaking all over his legs.

"What are you laughing at?"

Su Wei's face darkened further, but the pressure on her hand unconsciously loosened a little.

"N-nothing..."

Yang Mi laughed so hard she was breathless, tears welling up in her eyes, and her words came out in broken sentences.

"I just feel...why are you taking this so seriously...hahahaha...so what if you're a bit of a fool, it suits you perfectly..."

She was laughing so hard that she almost slipped off his lap.

Su Wei was startled and quickly reached out to support her bottom, pulling her back into her arms.

Yang Mi leaned against his chest, still smiling.

After a long while, she gradually stopped laughing, raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked up at him.

"I was just playing a prank. Who thought you were... you know?"

She was panting, "I was a little flustered when I woke up, and I didn't know how to face you, so I thought... I'd tease you a bit and get the upper hand first."

She paused, then gently poked his chest with her fingertip, and said frankly:

"I've been avoiding you these past few days because I really haven't figured out how to interact with you. It's not that I'm ignoring you on purpose."

Su Wei looked at her with a blank expression, though the anger she felt inside had long since dissipated.

Especially when she was laughing and snuggling into his arms just now, that bit of anger had long since turned into other emotions.

But he didn't show it; he kept a straight face.

He looked like he didn't believe it.

Seeing his appearance, Yang Mi's heart softened.

She leaned forward, her nose almost touching his, and then gently touched his lips.

It felt like a feather brushing past, so light you could barely feel it.

After touching her, she stepped back, tilted her head to look at him, her eyes filled with a flattering smile, and said coquettishly:

"Don't be angry anymore?"