Baili Xia didn't know what she was thinking.
But it was definitely not about this man.
Her mood had calmed down a bit, and the anger in her eyes had faded a lot.
"Brother said that you and I used to be together."
Her large black grape-like eyes flickered as she stared intently at Mu Xiaojiu's handsome face.
Too strong to resist, she could only try to soften: "But I don't remember anything at all."
"No memory, then I'll give you new ones."
Mu Xiaojiu nibbled on her fingertips again, "That's quite good."
"No!" Realizing she had rebutted too quickly, she exhaled, her tone softening.
"I... what's the point of always forcing me?"
"Love, love is about mutual willingness, mutual fondness..."
"What are you trying to say?" His dark eyes flashed with depths she couldn't perceive.
Despite not understanding, she still tried to persuade: "Give me some time, right now... right now I don't have..."
"Don't have what?" Mu Xiaojiu's eyes instantly turned cold.
