Li Xiaolu was a little surprised. Her eyebrows quirked up and she asked, "How did you know? "
"Well, someone is smiling and blushing to much... " Yang Mi chuckled.
Am I?
Li Xiaolu thought touching her cheeks. Seeing her actions, Yang Mi laughed. "Xiaolu, today you look more livelier than before "
"Sister Yang Mi you were right. I don't how to say this but I feel like a unpleasant burden has been lifted up from my shoulders. You know, I never thought that one day, I would fall in love... "
"Ofcourse, I am right. " Yang Mi smiled boastfully, "Anyway, how did you confess to him?"
"I didn't.... " Li Xiaolu denied.
"Huh? You didn't.... Why? What are you waiting for? " Yang Mi asked in confusion.
"Sister Yang Mi, Zhehan has done so many things for me without asking anything in return but love. So, I want my confession for him to be special. "
