During the meal, although Qi Luoge tried her best to smile, Hsiao Baiyu could still see that she did not understand what had just happened.
"Silly girl, you don't need to. Not happy about that. I really don't care about that. "If I were a pervert, I would have pushed you down a long time ago, wouldn't I?" He stroked her hair and said softly.
How could he not care? She knew that he said that to make her feel at ease.
"Alright, it's not that I don't care. I'm a perfectionist. I hope that I can complete it smoothly. This kind of thing can't be forced. "A passionate woman is like a ball of fire. A woman who doesn't want to be a woman is like a block of ice. "I like fire, because I am born afraid of the cold." As he spoke, he smiled.
She knew that it was her lack of passion that made him feel uncomfortable.
"I... She spoke guiltily, wanting to say sorry again.
"Don't apologize to me!" He intercepted her words.