Ning Yanan paused, turning around to look at him.
Just a glance and she quickly turned her head away, her movements were unbelievably fast.
"Pervert!"
He was wearing nothing, with one leg slightly bent. Everything that was meant to be seen and not meant to be seen, Ning Yanan had seen it all.
Ning Yanan clenched her fists, trying to regain her calm; her face, however, couldn't help but flushed red.
"So this is being a pervert, huh? You seemed to enjoy it when I was 'really' being one last night." Jiang Jinchen had no shame or embarrassment whatsoever.
He leisurely stepped towards Ning Yanan, encircling her waist from behind.
Pulling her into his arms, he rested his chin on her delicate collarbone, "Yaya, have you figured it out? Do you really like me?"
Actually, he wanted to say love, but he feared that it was too sudden and it would scare her away.
The words on the tip of his tongue were straightforwardly revised to 'like'.
"...."
