Bai Qingling glanced at the noodles by her mouth and looked at Chu Junming.
The other party's brows were gentle, his smile graceful, patiently holding the noodles up, looking at her calmly.
The atmosphere seemed to subtly shift; she quickly averted her eyes.
She opened her mouth and ate the noodles he fed to her.
"Do you know what Jian Ye just asked me?"
Hearing Chu Junming's slightly hoarse voice, Bai Qingling's heart skipped a beat as she looked up at him.
In his smiling eyes, her brow and eyes were reflected.
She couldn't remain as composed as he was; her voice carried an almost imperceptible emotion, a feeling she couldn't quite decipher.
There was a faint joy, excitement, nervousness...
Something else she couldn't describe, something she hadn't felt in her twenty-something years.
But she knew.
It was because of the man in front of her.
It was just that they hadn't known each other for long, some things were still uncertain.
"What did he ask you?"
