"I'm four years older than him, alright!!" Tianxin pinched Chen Yiran's face, not understanding what was going on in his mind. "You're even talking about male intuition. Isn't that a woman's territory??"
"..." Chen Yiran smiled lightly, keeping his deeply focused gaze on her without speaking.
"Why are you looking at me like that??" Tianxin started to become slightly unsettled under his calm gaze. "You're not serious, are you? I've only known him for over a week. It's too soon to be having feelings for me."
"Even if he doesn't like you now, he will eventually." Chen Yiran reached out to pinch Tianxin's cheek lightly and sighed gently. "I really wish I could keep you tied to me, so that nobody could covet you."
"Pfft." Tianxin couldn't help laughing, "Your future planning is too impressive. Are you afraid he might steal me away from you?"
"Well... Not really." Chen Yiran laughed, touched his forehead to her round one, and murmured, "He's still quite young."
