Li Yeqi's face was stern, not moved at all by her pleading. He was determined to be angry, and Yan Luoxi also felt she had gone too far. She had promised him, yet she kept making excuses. He was surely hurt.
Yan Luoxi shook her head, "Did you previously think I didn't love you?"
Li Yeqi was startled, "Why do you ask that?"
Yan Luoxi then told him everything about the post, and Li Yeqi's hand, which had been gently stroking her back, paused. He had indeed thought that way, especially every time he wanted her to take the initiative and she refused, he would think that maybe she didn't love him as much as he assumed.
Yan Luoxi sensed his pause. She suddenly sat up and seriously observed his expression, "You really thought that."
Li Yeqi couldn't hide his emotions. He wanted to pull Yan Luoxi into his arms, but she was slipperier than a loach and slipped right out, glaring at him in anger, "Just because I'm unwilling, you think I don't love you, right?"
