"Misunderstandings, what misunderstandings can there be?"
Li Zhining clenched Su An's hand, "Xiao An, I misunderstood you last time, and I should apologize to you."
Obviously, he was played hard when time was still, but now he has to apologize for this.
The evil intention in Su An's eyes flashed away, and soon was covered by guilt. "It's not my fault, Sister Zhining. I'm too presumptuous, and I shouldn't..."
Then he was stopped by a slender jade finger.
The faint fragrance like orchid slipped into the nasal cavity quietly.
"Don't say that. There's nothing wrong with you. You didn't do anything wrong." Li Zhining