"No, I have to say it." Nangong Jin became stubborn too and suddenly pulled her body to face him directly.
But to his surprise, he found her crying, tears streaming down her face, her sobbing look pitiful like a small animal abandoned.
Nangong Jin's heart ached suddenly, and it was a raw pain.
"Wife..." He suddenly became extremely flustered, hurriedly wiping her tears in a mess, anxiously saying, "Wife, be good, don't cry, it's not what you think it is, I was interested in you from the beginning, how could I play without any interest? You should know that even for play, there needs to be interest.
No, no, that's not right, it should not be called interest, it truly should be called liking, it's just that I didn't realize it myself, I mistook liking for interest."
Nangong Jin became more confused in his hurry to explain, and Di Jinxuan felt even worse when she heard his words, forcefully pushing him away, "Stop talking, I don't want to hear it!"
