"You're my girlfriend, I give you the right to yell at me."
Pei Ge raised her head and stared blankly at Ji Ziming.
When he said it, he had a plain tone and a calm expression, but for some reason, she felt his seriousness.
Seeing her dazed look, his lips upturned at the corners.
He raised his hand and put his angular palm on her eye corner to wipe gently a tear off her long lashes.
She instinctively closed her eyes when his finger brushed against her face.
Her heart calmed down as she felt the cool hand on her skin.
"Stupid woman, this is a right I give only you."
His cold, deep voice made her heart pound.
Pound, pound!
"And…" His palm moved toward her forehead and tapped it gently. "You getting mad…" He paused a little before continuing softly. "… Is quite cute."
Although he said the second half of his statement in a whisper, she still heard him clearly.
