".......?"
Before Xu Ru could answer, he spoke again, close to the ear, his voice warming her earlobe. His words tickled her, making her ear feel unusually itchy.
"What do you like about me?"
His self-questioning and self-answering style seemed to not care about Xu Ru's answer at all. He just directly concluded that she still likes him.
His words and actions were infuriatingly pompous.
Xu Ru: "....In our reckless youth, who hasn't gotten carried away?"
"So, for two years?"
"......"
Damn him——
The man chuckled in the dark. Still as elegant, still as noble, and still as shameless as ever.
"So, do you want to keep liking me?"
Hearing this, Xu Ru couldn't help but take a deep breath. She didn't push him away. Instead, she firmly pulled the man's collar towards her, so that he was almost within reach. Their noses almost touching, their breathing intertwined ambiguously.
The woman laughed playfully and flirtatiously,
"Listen, I want to ask you something."
"Hmm?"
