Sheng Hanye suddenly laughed softly. The laughter rumbled in his chest, making her eardrums go numb.
"Why are you laughing?" Jiang Niansheng was confused. "What's there to laugh about?"
Sheng Hanye answered, "It's perfect that you haven't needed to appease a man before. You can start to learn and you can only use it on me."
"Why should I? Normally men appease women, not the other way round."
"Because I'm easy to appease."
"Really?" Jiang Niansheng did not believe him. "This is clearly a trap. I'm not falling for it."
He lowered his head and his thin lips brushed past her hair. "When I'm about to get angry, just call me Ah Ye..." Then Sheng Hanye's great anger would vanish into thin air.
Jiang Niansheng instantly remembered the dream she just had.
In the dream, Wen Wan had called him Ah Ye.
She felt uncomfortable. Jiang Niansheng did not want to be someone's substitute. She only wanted to be herself.