"Why are you crying?!"
The man seemed displeased as he got up and walked toward Dong Huiying. She wiped away the trail of tears on her face, curled her lips, "I'm celebrating after hardship, of course I need a good cry to celebrate."
"Where was your brave ruthlessness when you killed earlier?"
She chuckled, "That's a different matter."
He slowly extended his hand, seemingly to touch her face, but suddenly pulled back. "It's late." This was an order to leave.
She curled her lips and then suddenly stepped closer to him. Tilting her small face up, she looked at him coquettishly, "Your attitude is much better than during the day." During the day, he blatantly told her to "get lost", and when she didn't, he jumped out of the window himself, rolling away smoothly.
"Cough!" He turned away, covering his mouth as he coughed quietly.
