The Mud Bodhisattva still has a bit of anger!
Ye Xiaoying really couldn't stand it; her prideful fiery temper seemed inexplicable to Ye Xuan, as if she was always on edge!
In a fit of anger, she wanted to explain to Ye Xuan why she had become this way, why she was so sensitive.
But.
When the words were at the tip of her tongue, Ye Xiaoying still couldn't say them in the end.
Their four eyes met.
The atmosphere felt a bit strange.
Silence lingered for a while.
Ye Xuan's sword-like brows moved slightly, and he smiled, asking, "Aren't you going to tell me, why you've become so inexplicable? Why did you suddenly stop speaking?"
"I..."
Ye Xiaoying's pretty face flushed red, her pink fists clenched tightly, her white teeth bit hard.
Ye Xuan frowned, speaking in a firm voice, "Speak!"
Ye Xiaoying's delicate body trembled, suddenly becoming much clearer-headed.
"There's nothing to say; I'm just inexplicable. I'm a woman, and being inexplicable is a normal thing."
