"Chen Ying just kissed you, do you like her?"
"No."
Lu Xiaojiu was half-believing, "She likes you, are you shy? I read a study; when a guy first starts liking a girl, he finds it hard to express his feelings, often avoids her and is particularly mean. You were so mean to her just now, is it because you're shy?"
Lu Bai widened his eyes at Lu Xiaojiu, gritting his teeth, spat out two words, "Idiot!"
"Why are you insulting me?"
Lu Bai turned around and walked away, Lu Xiaojiu chased after him, holding his arm. As a girl who has been practicing shooting since childhood, Lu Xiaojiu was very strong, not showing any signs of delicate femininity.
Lu Bai was pulled directly into her embrace.
Their chests were touching, their noses nearly bumped together, a faint fragrance emanated from the skin where they touched, he could feel her soft chest pressed against his youthful one.
Lu Bai felt incredibly ashamed, "Lu Xiaojiu!"
