Song Weiyi was trembling all over, both ashamed and angry.
He lifted a strand of her hair, and a faint fragrance filled his heart. Pei Yibai gazed at her tenderly.
At this moment, Song Weiyi seemed like a frightened little rabbit, so adorable and pitiable.
Pei Yibai touched his nose, recently, he seemed to particularly enjoy teasing others.
"You did that on purpose," Song Weiyi said with a hoarse voice.
"Hmm, so will you say it or not?" Pei Yibai's hand rested on her waist, and with just a light tickle, Song Weiyi would surely beg for mercy soon.
Song Weiyi, realizing his threat, shivered slightly and met Pei Yibai's eyes.
She had never known he could be this wicked! Indeed, appearances can be deceiving!
"Will you say it, or shall I start?"
"Fine, I'll say it, I'll say it."
Song Weiyi took a deep breath and looked at him, trembling.
"Pei Yibai, I love you." Her voice was soft and gentle, more earnest than her previous perfunctory admission.
