343 The First Assassin (36)

As soon as these words came out, the already tense person even stopped breathing, and there was obvious scarlet on his fair and delicate cheeks.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I just..." Linhuai straightened up and looked straight ahead without looking at her.

"Oh, just?" Suna didn't intend to let him go.

The side cheek that had been lightly kissed by the other party just now could still recall the soft touch. Lin Huai remained calm on the surface, but he wanted to cover his face with his hands.

"I just want to say...if you don't pay back the money, you're not allowed to leave."

The implication is that you have to stay in his shop all the time.

"Oh." Suna was very calm, crossed his arms and said cheerfully, "Okay."

Lin Huai was at a loss for a moment, as if he was stuck.

What's good?

What's the meaning?

Suna kindly explained to him: "Didn't you say that you can't go back if you don't pay back the money? Then I will stay in Shopkeeper Lin's shop until I pay back the money."

It was only a little bit close to breaking the window paper, but he agreed to stay for the time being anyway.

Linhuai calmed down a little and looked down at her. The blush on his face had not completely dissipated, but he pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "No."

Now Suna was stunned.

The young man's clear eyes reflected her figure, and his voice returned to its usual calmness: "While you stay in the store, you also have to pay for accommodation, so you won't be able to pay it back for the rest of your life."

At this point, he paused for a few seconds.

The soft eyelashes were gently raised, the emotions in the eyes were unclear, and the ends of the eyes were graceful and full of different emotions.

He said slowly and seriously: "So, I reluctantly agree..."

Suna looked at him blankly, thinking that he didn't need to pay for accommodation.

"I agree that you will give me your life and the debt will be written off in one go."

The last word fell, silent in the night.

Linhuai's snow-white clothes were gathering in the wind. He had used the greatest courage to say those words. He stood quietly at this moment, as if waiting for trial.

It might have been a bit sudden, and he didn't know how it developed like this.

Especially since the other party was silent. The young man lowered his eyes, his pupils became silent, and he felt a little regretful.

If it really doesn’t work, how about just taking it as the default?

When he started to think wildly.

Suna looked down and saw that his hand was holding the snow-colored sleeve robe again. The finger bones were clean and beautiful, and he was holding the handle of the oil umbrella tightly, which showed that the owner was extremely uneasy.

Finally he spoke: "But being together is a matter of your own free will."

The tall and elegant young man looked up at her, slightly startled.

Suna lowered his head slightly, using the edge of light and shadow to hide his expression, "If Shopkeeper Lin doesn't like me, why bother?"

Linhuai's snow-white fingertips holding the handle of the umbrella trembled slightly, and her beautifully shaped eyes blinked at a loss.

Her elegant voice was hoarse, and she became softer and softer as she spoke: "No, I didn't force it..."

"So Shopkeeper Lin likes me and wants to be with me?" the girl asked again.

Linhuai's lips moved, her neatly tied long hair was disturbed by the wind at some point, and in the end she just said "hmm".

He seemed inexplicably weak and pitiful.

Suna raised his eyes to look at him and took a step forward. The young man's back was straightened and stiffened unconsciously, and the loose hair on the sides was tied to the back of his neck.

He glanced at her uncontrollably, only to find the other person's lips curling into a smile.

The girl's warm little hand took the initiative to bring him back, stood on tiptoes, and kissed the corner of his lips. It was like an electric current was transmitted to the tip of his heart, making him tremble slightly.

"Then, I agree."

The fingers that were tightly grasping the umbrella handle were relaxed, and Lin Huai looked at her. His calm and elegant pupils were of beautiful color, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but curve.

The delicate brows and eyes are soft, as if the weak flames are lighting up again after the breeze.