"Special?"
Wen Shulin propped her chin, playfully saying, "Let me guess then."
"Uh-huh."
"When you used to bully me, you called me Xia Yubing."
Wen Shulin turned her head toward Chen Cheng, "And you gave up Tan Palace and chose this place for our temporary farewell, isn't it because you wanted to..."
Chen Cheng, observing the light in Wen Shulin's eyes, interrupted, "Hey, stop! I won't let you bully me."
Wen Shulin pressed down on Chen Cheng, her nails gliding across his face as she provocatively asked, "Really?"
Chen Cheng grabbed Wen Shulin's hand, smiling, "Shulin, stop messing around."
But Wen Shulin refused to give up, coquettishly saying, "I will mess around, see what you can do about it."
Chen Cheng flipped over, pinning Wen Shulin beneath him, gazing deeply into her eyes.
A flush spread across Wen Shulin's face, "Then tell me, will you miss me when I'm not in Beijing?"
Chen Cheng stroked her hair, "I will."
"You better not lie to me."
