Jiang Yanshen's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were light. His throat moved as he said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I don't think like that."
Lin Qingqian's lips curled into a cold sneer. It was unknown if she was laughing at him or herself.
"Qianqian…" Jiang Yanshen called out to her in a low voice. His dark eyes were gentle and loving, and it was easy to drown in them. He silently gulped before saying slowly, "No one taught me how to love someone, nor did anyone teach me how to trust someone."
Lin Qingqian was stunned. When she looked up at him, she heard his low voice. "You're the one teaching me. You can't stop teaching halfway. This way, I'll never be able to learn."
Her breathing slowed slightly. She didn't expect him to say this at all. He was simply…
