Ye Qingran froze for a moment, feeling a little uncomfortable, but she did not panic. "I was just asking."
Chu Yan's steady voice carried a faint smile. "Don't ask about it anymore in the future."
When Ye Qingran heard that, she felt jealous all of a sudden.
Her tone was also a little sour. "Why not? Is your ex-girlfriend sour spot with you?"
Chu Yan narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "No."
Delighted, she looked at him without showing it. "You mean, you've never had a girlfriend?"
Chu Yan said indifferently, "I'm not you."
The corners of Ye Qingran's mouth curled subconsciously. Seeing that Chu Yan's deep eyes were staring at her, she quickly hid the smile and said as if nothing had happened, "I'm alright. I've only had three, four, five, six, seven, eight girlfriends."
Chu Yan's lips curled up at her cheekiness. "How many did you plan to have?"
