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Chapter 736 - Difficult To Coax

My Ex-husband Begs Me Back1,550 words~8 min read

Chapter 736 - Difficult to coax

She hurriedly said, "I didn't think so, and I didn't think about how high

and heavy my position in his heart is? I just want a reasonable reason

to explain the doubts I have in my heart, I can't just put a charge on him

directly, right?"

Her meaning is expressed very neutral, but because it is too neutral so

Ayan expressed dissatisfaction.

He said, "What would be a reasonable reason?"

Camille sensed his displeasure and took the initiative to reach out and

gently rest her hand on the back of hers, her fingertips gently touching

his skin, pursing her lips slightly and saying in an extremely soft voice,

"Are you angry?"

He doesn't answer, he just continues what he just said, "So what's the

reason you want it?"

He was a little angry, but he didn't know what to be angry about.

But he knows very well that he does not like her to mention Preston,

especially to mention that Preston has known her for a long time, there

are a lot of memories between them that belong to them that he has not

participated in, thinking of these, his whole person is uncomfortable, the

tip of his tongue gently against his upper jaw, a face stinks.

Camille wanted to laugh a little, why was this person acting like a child?

She pursed her lips lightly and lowered her head not wanting Ayan to

see the expression on her face as she whispered, "Don't be angry,

okay?"

Ayan does not speak.

Hearing no movement, she looked up at him, and those dark eyes were

staring at her, like a deep, ancient pool.

Camille took the initiative to move closer to him, a beautiful face with a

light smile, her voice murmured: "You're not happy, are you? Don't be

like that, no frowning, it's ugly!

Although she carried a commanding tone, the expression on her face

as well as her voice carried a petulant tone.

He hummed lightly, his voice indifferent: "You are so domineering? You

have to listen to you even if you are happy or not? You want to control

my emotions, but you want to attack me personally and say I am ugly?

Then tell me who you think looks good? Hmm?"

His words were sarcastic and mocking, and his handsome face

revealed a few words everywhere: “I'm not happy!"

Camille hurriedly said, “I don't mean that, I just want you not to be

angry, you don't misunderstand me."

“You say you won't get angry and you won't? Do I look like such a nice

person?”

"Well, I think you're very nice to talk to, you're the best, so don't get

mad, okay?"

"Not good.” He looked arrogant, intending to teach Camille a lesson

and save her from bullying him all the time.

Camille asked smoothly, "So what would it take for you not to get

angry?"

Ayan hummed softly, "You'll do it if I say so?"

She pursed her lips lightly and said faintly, “Tell me, if I find it

reasonably acceptable I will, en?"

"Heh!!!"

He said nothing, just chortled and laughed, his brow was full of

unpleasant indifference, did she look like she was going to agree to his

request with this attitude?

Can't you see that he's not happy?

Shouldn't he be willing to agree to anything he says?

Sure enough, he knew this woman's heart was not muffled.

He no longer speaks, his expression is always warm and cold, this look

makes Camille a bit at a loss, and finally can only ask in a low voice:

"Then you say, I do not ask, OK? No matter what you say, I agree,

okay?"

He asked, not quite convinced, "Really what I say is what I mean?"

"Really, I promise."

Camille was close to raising her hand and making a vow.

Ayan then said unsteadily, "Coax me."

"Hmm?" She missed the meaning somewhat.

He repeated indifferently, "Coax me."

Camille pursed her lips slightly, without any idea asking, "How to

coax?"

"Do I need to get myself together and then you don't have to do

anything?"

"Is this okay?"

Camille blinked in disbelief but anticipation.

His face was instantly cold and sunken, and his tone was cold: "You do

want to, give you five minutes, after that time it will be considered that

you have given up.”

His arrogant and unhappy look like a peacock, so Camille heart can not

help but smile, of course, this smile can not be directly shown on the

face, or he will choke her to death, right?

Camille soundlessly took a deep breath, and then only then said

unhurriedly, "Ayan, don't get angry, okay?"

Camille's gentle voice murmured the question, her tone soft as water,

and a pair of eyes were gazing at Ayan with unblinking eyes, but he

was unresponsive, even without any ripples.

Camille also had a bit of a headache when she saw this, because she

really wasn't very good at coaxing people.

So how to coax?

She tried to recall in her mind what Sienna had said, how did she say

it?

Oh, yes, come to think of it.

Men are angry also have a grade, if only a little angry on a good word.

She brewed for half a second, blinked lightly and stared at Ayan and

said, "Ayan, you're the best, don't be so mean to me, I know I'm wrong,

okay? Don't be angry, huh?"

Her voice was soft, and because she was pleasing, her tone was soft

and gentle, and with a low murmur. Although she was simply coaxing

Ayan, her tone still carried a tone that sounded very much like bedtime

pampering, especially with a voice so soft.

Let Ayan instantly have a reaction, throat bone silent rolled, but a

handsome face but not the slightest movement, only that the hands

gently resting on the knee in Camille can not see the place

subconsciously tightened the strength.

When he didn't respond, Camille thought about it again.

Sienna also said that if the primary does not work then only the

secondary means can be used, what is it?

Oh, come to think of it.

She approached Ayan directly and took the initiative to kiss his cheek,

those hands also gently wrapped around his neck, and her voice

remained gentle: "Still angry?"

Ayan slightly narrowed his eyes, the deep eyes became more and

more low and dull, his voice also with a vague hoarse, he said: “That's

it? Don't you have a little bit of your own heart?"

He could see through at a glance certainly not her own idea, this series

of actions and her marriage since she did not show it, so how could it

be that she could think of a way to coax people?

Ayan just ruthlessly demolished Camille's mind, and the ultimate tactic

was declared a failure before it could be used, which made Camille feel

a little discouraged, and she said, "Why are you so hard to coax?"

"You didn't even use your heart to coax me and then you said I was

difficult to coax?"

"How do you know I don't use my heart?" Camille spat in a low voice.

Ayan also did not speak, so look askance at her, because the distance

between the two is very close, she can clearly feel the man's low gasp,

eyes also slightly stunned a motionless frozen.

Camille's face showed a pink flush, so tender, red as if it could drip out

of water, raised eyes full of warm soft water winks, voice murmured: "I

know you're upset because I'm not sure I suspect Preston, in fact, I'm

not without suspicion, I just need a proof, as long as there is evidence I

can tell myself now there is nothing to say, right? I just need a proof.

Just so, I did not think he would not do such a thing, some things I do

not say out, does not mean that I can not see anything in my heart, I

just need a time to adapt to it, so you can give me a little time?"

For Ayan she was also a bit overwhelmed, because she did not know

how to coax him?

It seems that those kisses and hugs and a few nice words don't seem

to work for him, so she doesn't know what to do?

She could only tell Ayan what was on her mind and let him know clearly

what was on her mind.

Ayan seemed to be very receptive, his eyes fixed on her face, his voice

low, “I know you don't have any idea or purpose for him, but he's

different.”

Ayan knows the mind of a man, and even though Preston says he

thinks of Camille as a friend, he doesn't.

He deliberately approached Camille under the flag of his friend, just to

use this proximity to provoke their relationship, so there was no way

Ayan could have gotten what he wanted.

Ayan gently pinch Camille's chin, suddenly thought of what? Under the

eyes instantly dark, unperturbed said: “In the future without my

presence, you stay away from him, he has bad intentions for you."

"Bad intentions?" Camille laughed lightly, "He's already with Molly, and

has long since lost those intentions for me."

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