Xiao Changyi said without a change in expression, "I won't marry someone I don't like."
An Jing immediately responded, "So you're saying, you like me?"
Xiao Changyi stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and looked at the smiling face of the girl on his shoulder. He frowned and asked, "You don't know?" It was so obvious all along.
"I know, but I just don't know when you started liking me." An Jing's words sounded casual, but only she knew that her heart had leaped, and a slight sense of suffocation made it somewhat hard for her to breathe.
Xiao Changyi stopped looking at her and continued walking forward. After taking a couple of steps, he then said nonchalantly and honestly, "It was the time you said even if you scolded Niu Er, you wouldn't blame the pig over him."
An Jing immediately burst out laughing. Her heart settled back in place. He liked her, An Jing, and had only ever liked her, not Lin Anjing, but her, An Jing.
