An An listened to him and thought he believed she wouldn't make friends because she was from the Zhuo Family.
"Lu Mingfei, no way, my dad and mom are actually reasonable people, you don't need to worry about them."
Lu Mingfei nodded and didn't say anything more. He reached out to gently wipe her tears.
"There, there, don't cry."
An An smiled a bit, she wasn't crying out of sadness; it was because she was so happy.
She reached out to hug his neck, leaned into his ear, and softly said, "Lu Mingfei, I love you too."
The ear that heard An An's words tingled all over.
He pulled her in tightly, "Sweetheart..."
An An smiled even more happily, "You dummy, I always thought you were just a piece of wood, but I didn't expect you to have such a sweet tongue. At home, when no one is around, my dad calls my mom that too."
The love An An envied most in her life was that of her parents.
Men can be tongue-tied, but it depends on who they're with.
