Chapter 405: Her Tone Was Careless, so Was the Soup

Remaining silent for a few seconds, the man suddenly pulled over. His slender, strong fingers suddenly fell on her jaw and forced her to face him. His eyes were dark and cold, and he repeated with emphasis, "I say it again, don't throw your tantrum on me here."

Ji Nuan angrily hit his hand away and smiled coldly. "Do you think I'm throwing a tantrum? Mo Jingshen, I pull out all my thorns and face you with my soft inside every day. Have I ever thrown a tantrum on you?"

He also looked into her eyes and said flatly, "You don't have to suppress your own nature. Just be yourself. Just show me what you're capable of. You've been wearing the mask for too long, and now you can't take it off. How can you blame me for that?"

Ji Nuan stared at him and gradually narrowed her eyes. "You want me to become that Ji Nuan I used to be?"

Mo Jingshen curved the corners of his lips and sneered. "Don't you know what you were like?"