"Lin Miao."
Li Jingjing's face was so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes off her. Lin Miao kept staring at him while he was talking.
"You know how I feel about you. We grew up together. I treat you like a brother. I hope you can understand."
Li Jingjing told him the truth. He didn't want to lie to Lin Miao and give her hope, in case the misunderstanding got deeper and it would be difficult to explain.
Lin Miao felt a little helpless and wronged. She slowly approached Li Jingjing and continued to ask carefully,"
"Brother Yingluo, is that all? Then I'll call you Li Jingjing from now on and not brother, okay?"
Lin Miao's appearance, when she wasn't fierce and didn't make a scene, and when she spoke softly in grievance, it made her look even more lovely and pitiful.
Li Jingjing also took the initiative to step forward and gently patted Lin Miao's shoulder, saying,"
