"What a coincidence, I am too..." Xiang Wan played contrarian with him, absolutely insisting on being touched.
She put both hands on his face at once and started pinching.
Achen nearly couldn't suppress his laughter anymore, holding it in was absolutely painful.
Zuo Xingyun, however, was so annoyed he felt lung pain: "Wanwan... stop fidgeting, behave yourself."
"How do you know my name? Do you like me?"
Xiang Wan exhaled alcohol on his cheek, her lips bright red as if they were about to bleed.
Zuo Xingyun's Adam's apple bobbed as he turned his face away, avoiding looking at her: "... Just sit properly."
Suddenly, Xiang Wan got up and straddled his lap, holding his face and ravaging it: "Answer me, if you like me, you have to say it. How would I know if you keep it in?"
Achen accidentally let out a laugh, then hurriedly tried to stop himself in a panic.
Zuo Xingyun took several deep breaths, his face turning ashen: "I like you, okay? Now sit down properly."
