The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

Just pretend you got bitten by a pig.

Yu Lian didn't admit that she was actually a little afraid of him now. After coaxing herself, she closed her eyes as if she were bravely going to her death and let him kiss her.

Anyway, his mental illness can't be transmitted through saliva.

Perhaps because she had been close to Pei Shaoyuan for so long, she could clearly sense the awkwardness and lack of discipline of the person in front of her. Before Yu Lian could even mourn her lost innocence and naivety, she suddenly felt something wet and cool on her face.

She thought she had been kissed and cried again.

When I opened my eyes, I realized they were only slightly moist. It was this idiot Bias who was crying.

With her eyes closed, she was deeply moved, her long eyelashes clumped together with tears. The tears that had just rolled down her cheeks landed on Yu Lian's face. As if only then realizing she was crying, she opened her eyes and hastily wiped Yu Lian's face.

I'm so clumsy, the more I rubbed, the more messy my face became. In the end, I just spread it evenly like a moisturizer.

Yu Lian's lips were plump from his sucking, and she looked at him with a slightly incredulous voice, her voice tinged with panting: "Are you trying to kill me?"

"..." Jiang Shaoheng's eyes were red, and he didn't want her to see it, so he buried his face in her neck and wouldn't come out, so that Yu Lian's shoulders and neck were covered with his tears.

His voice was muffled and hoarse.

"Wife, it's me..."

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He choked back a sob, unable to speak, and then looked up to kiss her again. Yu Lian was terrified, afraid of getting kisses all over her face again. She kept tilting her head back to avoid him, wishing she could turn her neck as sensitive as possible.

She just tilted her head back, and her body was pulled forward. After the body fit snugly, something pressed against her lower abdomen, making her feel uncomfortable, and she immediately became annoyed.

"You're so dirty, you idiot, stop crying, okay?"

He stopped crying.

His long eyelashes, heavy with tears, pressed down on her as he looked at her, his anger and sadness unreadable, and he rebuked her.

"I'm dirty? What makes you think I'm dirty? You just soaked my pants, and I haven't even said anything to you yet..."

Hearing him pull up his pants again, Yu Lian wished she could reach out and cover his mouth, but when she saw his face covered in tears, she withdrew her hand.

Seeing the dark, dried mark on his knee, she felt ashamed, took a deep breath, and started grumbling.

"Why are you crying? It wasn't me who kissed you. You don't want me to take responsibility for your first kiss, do you? Let me tell you, I've already said we have..."

The word was about to slip out when she saw him staring at her with a dark expression. His eyes, washed by tears, were exceptionally dark and bright. When their eyes met, the corners of his lips parted slightly.

"What is it? Just say it."

Startled to realize that she had been blinded by his tears and actually thought he was someone easy to bully, Yu Lian lowered her eyelashes timidly.

"He has...avoidant attachment style...um, that kind of thing..."

He laughed out loud, a pure laugh.

She pulled a bag of wet wipes from some pocket and roughly wiped Yu Lian's face, making her look as soft and white as a little snow fairy. Then, with a mixture of love and hate, she pinched Yu Lian's face and used the leftover wet wipes to clean herself.

His technique was terrible; Yu Lian felt like her face had been kneaded like dough. This suggests he probably wouldn't be very gentle afterwards.

The man, unaware of his imprisonment, held her close, looking at her from all angles, filled with both admiration and resentment.

So when he spoke, he tried to coax her while simultaneously gritting his teeth.

"Baby, you still don't know who I am, right? Does that mean just anyone can kiss you, huh?"

"Does your husband, who's either alive or dead, know you're like this? Break up with him and come be with me."

Actually, when she was talking, Jiang Shaoheng didn't believe Yu Lian really had a boyfriend. It was absolutely, positively, an excuse she was using to lie. He didn't know what to do when they kissed, and Yu Lian didn't seem like she knew how either.

The stupid one only knows how to open his mouth for a kiss, he doesn't understand anything else, just waiting to be served and doing whatever he wants. He was panting after only a few seconds of kissing, so weak.

If he hadn't been unable to hold back his tears, it's hard to say who would have ended up crying.

Yu Lian was displeased by his words and glared at him with a pouty face.

What does it mean to say anyone can kiss you? It has to be handsome, otherwise she won't be so easy to talk to. She wouldn't even allow an ugly guy to appear in her phone, let alone in real life—especially if he's unedited and incredibly ugly, life-sized and enormously ugly.

Unable to hit him with both hands, I raised my foot to kick him, bent my knee forcefully, and took advantage of the perfect height difference to smash him to pieces.

The closer the two were, the more unbearable the impact became.

Jiang Shaoheng broke out in a cold sweat, too concerned about his image to utter a sound. He immediately released his grip on Yu Lian's hand, seemingly unfazed, and smiled calmly at life.

Yu Lian glanced down and saw that the veins on his forearm were almost bursting from being squeezed.

He hunched over and took half a step back. Now, not only were his eyes red from crying, but his whole face was red. After what seemed like an eternity, he managed to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth.

"Our sterilization process is done through legitimate channels."



Yu Lian and Jiang Shaoheng checked in at the school clinic.

Although it was embarrassing, she was really afraid that if she ruined Jiang Shaoheng's life, he would never be able to find a wife and would have to rely on her.

Jiang Shaoheng felt that Yu Lian cared about him, felt sorry for him, and was very concerned about him. She must be so nervous because she wanted to use him in the future. He held her hand and tried to persuade her for a long time, but the pain didn't go as planned. He could only listen to his wife and happily follow her.

Pushing open the door, Yu Lian saw a female doctor at the school clinic. Before she could say anything, Jiang Shaoheng's expression changed, and he turned and left. He took long strides, and Yu Lian chased after him, muttering "beep beep beep." She wanted to find a chance to headbutt him to death.

The two started arguing again in the hallway.

"What do you mean, 'go to hell'? You already knew it was a female doctor, didn't you? You just wanted an excuse to dump me." Jiang Shaoheng leaned against the wall, his brows furrowed with annoyance. He didn't even care about the throbbing pain in his lower body. "You'll just say I'm unclean and have been with women. You think I don't know you?"

Yu Lian was furious: "What do you know about me? Don't talk to me like that, okay? And what are you pretending to be innocent for? You're a pervert who watched porn in high school. A lecher. A lecherous monster."

Jiang Shaoheng opened his eyes wide, looking utterly wronged, and fiercely argued, barely containing his anger: "You can say whatever you want about me, but what gives you the right to call me a lecher? Do you even have a heart, Yu Lian? I've been following you since high school, and all my planes have been used against you. What gives you the right to say that? It's not lecherous at all!"

"You still dare to improve your skills? I don't even want to talk to you." Yu Lian was also very serious. Although she didn't have much experience in arguing in real life, she loved to argue and was very explosive when facing Jiang Shaoheng.

"Keep talking about high school, high school. Who are you, bro? Do I know you? Have I lost my memory? Would it kill you to stop fantasizing?"

No one responded after I finished speaking. The silence came unexpectedly.

Jiang Shaoheng looked at her with disappointment, his hands trembling as he pulled out his phone, randomly opened a WeChat voice message he had saved, turned the volume up to the maximum, and a voice like a broadcast blared out, "Thunderous Husband."

Yu Lian's voice was even more tender back then, shy and timid, making people's hearts melt.

It's infuriating to hear.

"You said I was your first love. You said it."

"Even though it was an online relationship, you've just forgotten about me like that? Forgotten is one thing, but you still have the nerve to complain."

"Do you think I'd have a crush on a complete stranger for so many years? How charming are you? If you weren't already my wife, would I even give you a second glance?"

He was about to cry again at the end of his sentence, his eyes red as he looked at her, his voice trembling at the end.

Yu Lian couldn't argue.

Yu Lian was stunned.

Yu Lian felt ashamed, Yu Lian was dumbfounded, Yu Lian looked for a crack in the floor.

She really forgot.

It was indeed her first love, but this online relationship only lasted for less than half a month, so it would be a miracle if she remembered it.

Hearing my own voice just now awakened those dormant memories.

Seeing her obvious guilty look, Jiang Shaoheng scoffed and wanted to say something to make matters worse, but then he heard Yu Lian say something in a seemingly calm tone.

"This was created by your AI, wasn't it?"