"Handing out a Good Person Card?"
Julissa looked a bit puzzled at her hands, "I don't have a card."
Cerillo chuckled, "No matter, continue with what you were saying, I'm a good person, and so?"
Saying this, Cerillo felt a pang of terror.
Could she possibly blurt out, 'you're a good person, but I don't like you'?
Thankfully, Julissa hastily responded, "You're a good person, that's why I could like you. I've liked good men since! was a child. As a good man, l..! like you."
Gushing out these words, Julissa's cheeks grew increasingly red.
Fourteen-year-old Julissa had yet to truly understand the budding feelings of romance.
But she didn't dislike this man, Cerillo.
Seeing the little lady blushing, Cerillo's smile grew deeper, stating, "I also like you, Qiqi."
Qigi was her pet name.
Julissa's cheeks were nearly crimson, as if about to explode.
Had Cerillo addressed her as Julissa, Maybe she wouldn't have felt so strongly.
But from childhood, she had always been called Qiqi.
