When he let go, Rong Yan's earlobes were already flushed red, her face so hot it seemed to be smoking as she hurriedly darted aside to 'cool down.'
Li Shengxiao didn't release his hold, his forehead pressed against hers, seeming to corner her, murmuring softly, "Yanyan, don't you like me?"
His voice trickled like water droplets into her heart, causing ripples to stir.
Rong Yan stammered, "No, not at all."
Li Shengxiao's eyes instantly rippled, his gaze as vast as the starry sky gleamed brightly, his lips curled into a smile, "So you do like me?"
"..."
"Darling, do you like me?"
Rong Yan never knew he could be so flirtatious.
Her throat seemed caught, her ears burning so red they could bleed, yet she couldn't utter a word.
She hadn't denied liking him before, she could speak candidly back then, but now she couldn't get it out.
