Leng Youchen's eyes were filled with a twinkling smile, "So, are you going to settle accounts with me now, my dear wife?"
Wei Anning pouted, acting irrationally, "Yes, I was almost about to forget about you, but just thinking about how you mistook me for her and all your actions towards me makes me grit my teeth in anger."
Leng Youchen still couldn't recall what had happened in the past, but seeing her jealousy was refreshing to him. He reached out to pinch her puffed-up cheek, "It's been such a long time, my girlfriend really holds grudges."
"Of course." Wei Anning turned her head and bit his finger, and when she heard him cry out in pain, she quickly let go, looking down at the teeth marks on his finger, she apologized, "Why didn't you pull it away?"
"When my girlfriend needs to vent her anger, how dare I pull it away? If I did, I might have to sleep on the floor tonight," Leng Youchen said mischievously.
