บท 596: I love yours more

The beehive was inevitably provoked but the person doing it didn't stop. In fact, he kept poking and poking until Yi Chen was on the verge of perming his hair to make it curly.

If Zi Han liked curly haired weak chickens then he would turn himself into one.

"Do you really like it like that?" asked Yi Chen his voice unable to hide the anger laced within.

Zi Han raked his fingers in Yi Chen's hair his expression tentative like he was carefully studying Yi Chen's soft strands.

"No, I love yours more. I love everything about you," he said and Yi Chen who had gulped down a jar of vinegar in that short moment suddenly felt a wave of sweetness rushing from the tip of his tongue to the back of his throat.