Lou Hezhan's face was icy cold, exuding an aura that warned people to stay away, "You're being pursued?"
His voice was so deep, it seemed to reach into hell.
Chill to the bone!
An Ran shivered inexplicably, looking at him a little strangely. Had she provoked him?
Why was he angry again?
This man, truly never shows his emotions on his face.
"Sort of, I don't really like her."
Lou Hezhan grabbed her arm with such force that he nearly crushed it, "You can't like anyone, you can't like anyone at all!"
An Ran was a bit stunned, suddenly feeling like a halo was circling above her head, completely clueless.
They seemed to be on different wavelengths.
Only after nearly shouting these words did Lou Hezhan manage to moderate his tone.
"Except me."
An Ran found his previous and subsequent statements baffling.
Then she put them together.
He was saying she couldn't like anyone, except him?
