What is a kiss?

Strictly speaking, a "mouth-to-mouth contact" without sticking out the tongue and exchanging saliva is not considered a real kiss;

At the very least, an adult-style kiss is definitely more than just that simple.

This is the explanation that Wang Xiaole had in mind after feeling the soft lips of the young girl;

The world usually straightforwardly calls this kind of argument

---- sophistry!

If such sophistry could solve the problem, what use would a pair of chopsticks have?

To be honest:

If Wang Xiaole had encountered someone with a bad temper, at this moment, the other party would have thrown a cold glance and moved his hand to a certain part of his body, taking out a weapon that he carried with him;

Soon after that, the one who was using sophistry would hear the sound of announcing the end of his life:

"Is that all you have to say for yourself?"

And then

---there would be no more "and then"...

Wang Xiaole really wanted to explain something to Ye Chuxue right now.

However, the other party's reaction was quicker than he had anticipated.

Just as Wang Xiaole had organized his words, waiting for the opportunity to speak, Ye Chuxue preemptively said the second sentence:

"Get out!"

The tone of the young girl had clearly intensified, and Wang Xiaole knew that if he stayed longer, he would only anger her, so he chose to retreat for the time being.

Apologizing in a voice that the other party could hear, he passed by the young girl;

Soon, under the gaze of the female knights at the door, he walked out of the room.

At the same time, the door was closed from the inside, and Wang Xiaole even heard the sound of it being locked.

"Brother-in-law, you two have already done that, why is Big Sister still so shy now?"

The troublemakers showed no signs of reflection, only continuing to curiously inquire, just like a group of children who never grew up.

"I have nothing to say to you."

Wang Xiaole was also unusual angry, sitting directly at the door of the room;

Even when the attention of the female knights turned to him, he did not meet their eyes and continued to look elsewhere.

Honestly, he could understand Ye Chuxue's feelings.

In the consciousness of that unruly girl (pseudo), she might think that kissing was even more significant than being seen naked by the opposite sex.

It was precisely because of this that Ye Chuxue's emotional fluctuations this time were not comparable to those in the bathhouse.

For her who was genuinely angered, Wang Xiaole was trying hard to figure out what he could do to be forgiven.

Perhaps sensing his thoughts, even without anyone asking their opinions, the knights spoke up:

"At this point, if Brother-in-law wants to impress the traditional Big Sister, there is only one way left."

"Propose to her! Kneel down or do something else, just make Big Sister feel your sincerity."

"If you are facing someone about to enter into marriage, we believe that 'childish kisses' that don’t involve lip contact won’t bother Big Sister anymore."

It has to be admitted:

The method proposed by the knights might be the best one.

It was by no means a ridiculous method, and although it was difficult to execute, it was indeed possible.

However, for Wang Xiaole, this was simply not an option.

"I am already a married man, how can I propose to another girl?"

"Hey, Brother-in-law, you're really going overboard!"

Wang Xiaole emphasized his identity casually, which immediately drew more than ten pairs of cold eyes towards him.

"Doing such things with a girl in the bathhouse, and even taking away her precious first kiss, and now trying to escape by saying you are a married man?"

"That's so despicable! Even in a place like Inran where the atmosphere is more open, we still consider Brother-in-law's actions as typical 'scumbag behavior'!"

Wang Xiaole was speechless, although he wanted to argue, he had no way to defend himself in the end.

At this moment, his tiny conscience began to ache, the pain quickly spreading throughout his body.

"I didn't have any intentions to take advantage..."

After thinking for a moment, he finally pursed his lips:

"I will make amends, but can we skip the proposal and find a way to do things that can be done between lovers?"

After all, the lie they had agreed upon publicly was that "they were lovers".

This change in attitude was a bit stronger, but the knights were still not very satisfied:

"And?"

"When asking for someone's help, shouldn't Brother-in-law say something sincere that can be felt by others?"

They were still holding onto Wang Xiaole's previous attitude, and the latter understood that he was in the wrong, so he put aside his pride, bowed his head solemnly towards the knights:

"Please help me!"

His current attitude was barely considered acceptable.

Having heard the words they wanted to hear, the group of meddling strategists no longer deliberately made things difficult, but instead turned their heads, pondering strategies to salvage this so-called relationship.

At that moment, a faint voice was heard in the room, it was Ye Chuxue using the communication crystal to contact her family.

"Sister!"

Just from the way she addressed her, it was clear that she was communicating with her sister, who was also the Empress of Inran.

Seemingly in the face of her family, the way she referred to herself would change, from "sister" to "I".

"Do you need anything from me?"

Ye Chuxue sensed her sister's intentions, but despite the voice carrying a tone of fatigue, it remained calm as usual.

From this, it was evident that Ye Chuxue never altered the way she spoke when facing anyone.

Under normal circumstances, if in the past, Ye Chuxue heard her sister's lack of energy in her voice, she would surely have lectured her and demanded that her behavior be more befitting of her status.

However, at present, the sound resembling that of a listless fish brought her a sense of relief, and she immediately prepared to vent her frustrations to her sister.

"Sister, I can't get married."

This statement was taken very seriously, even Wang Xiaole, who was eavesdropping outside, felt his heart skip a beat.

Even the female knights were prepared to hear the angry voice of that sister next;

However, after waiting for a few seconds outside the door, they only heard a disconnected tone:

Dial tone.

The call was abruptly ended.

Elder sister, without a doubt, she was her elder sister!

After losing her only confidante, Ye Chuxue let out a sob;

The feeling of helplessness contained within it placed her in the same rank as a small kitten at this moment.

As if someone had dug out someone's heart, placed it over the fire to be roasted, occasionally adding some spices like pepper and cumin midway, the pain in Wang Xiaole's heart had reached its peak at this moment, to the point that:

As soon as he heard a certain method suggested by the meddling strategists, he couldn't wait any longer and turned around, running out of there.

With the door locked and no intention from the other side to open it, Wang Xiaole could only attempt to take a route that a normal person wouldn’t consider.

He exited through the front entrance of the inn, circled around the building halfway;

Finding a suitable large tree, he agilely climbed up like a monkey.

Balancing himself on the branches, he reached its edge, then with a leap, he grabbed onto the window edge with his hands.

He had won the bet.

Due to the state of her emotions, Ye Chuxue had not closed the window that he had opened before leaving the room;

Thus, it gave him the opportunity to enter by climbing through the window.

Regardless of whether he appeared like a crazy man at the moment, there was no hint of doubt in his mind.

After climbing into the room, Wang Xiaole returned to the place he had left just five or six minutes ago;

Now, Ye Chuxue was no longer sitting in the original spot, she was lying in bed, wrapped in a blanket;

Even upon hearing someone intrude, she made no move to lift her head out.

"Xiaoye..."

"Get out of here, you little thief."

The person under the bed used a nickname that was almost never used;

While the person on the bed abandoned the chosen moniker and returned to the original one.

The atmosphere in the room was completely ruined.

As if to end the current mood, Wang Xiaole took out the paper and pen given by the female knights, pressed it against the wall, and wrote hundreds of words on it;

Subsequently, he walked to the bedside, inserted the paper into a seam in the blanket.

Crumple, toss!

With those three words, the pitiful paper became a ball, then dropped to the ground.

Not giving up, he picked up the crumpled paper, straightened it out, and repeated the action.

Crumple, toss!

"Xiaoye still acts this way... well, I'm just the same anyhow."

Later on, the two of them continued performing the same action.

When the paper was thrown, he picked it up

When the paper was torn, he wrote another one;

If there wasn’t enough ink, he would bite his fingers and use his blood to write on the paper.

To put it simply:

"If you don't read the words on the paper, I will bother you even if I have to bleed to death!"

It’s not scary to be a rascal, but it’s terrifying to be a rascal who is willing to go to great lengths.

Unless the girl pulled out a magic gun and shot him to pieces, he would not stop pestering her.

"Why are you so persistent?"

In terms of momentum, the girl was slightly weaker, and after repeating the action for over half an hour, she became the first to compromise.

Just to have some peace.

Reluctantly, she took the rust-smelling paper and, lifting her head out of the blanket, fixed her gaze on it, carefully reading its contents.

"Are you serious? You actually wrote this..."

Forget about a marriage promise; the paper she held in her hands was the real trump card!