"Look at your little face, so many spots, no matter how nice your facial shape is, you're just average-looking," he said, seeing her round, almond eyes widen with signs of anger and quickly added, "But even if you're just ordinary-looking, even if you're ugly... I wouldn't like you!"
Listening to the first part, her facial expression turned a bit green, but as she heard the middle, a glimmer of expectation arose, and coming to the last sentence, she blinked and glared at him, "Xiao Yuchuan, did I hear you wrong? You said you don't like me?"
He nodded solemnly, "Ah, of course. How could I possibly like you?" Before she could explode in anger, he quickly groveled, "I love you, I really love you!"
"You bastard!" she spat.
"I've told you my surname is Xiao, not Wang."
She was so frustrated she had nowhere to vent it, and he would probably irritate her to death sooner or later.
