The face so close at hand made Wu Qian subconsciously want to draw nearer.
What's happening to me?
I used to avoid him at all costs.
And now, looking at his face, I suddenly want to kiss it.
A blush of heat rolled over Wu Qian's face at the thought.
After hesitating for quite a while, she actually didn't know how to refuse.
"If you want to go, then go," she murmured.
Upon hearing this answer, Ye Fei almost couldn't stop himself from jumping for joy.
The always guarded Wu Qian seemed to have fully accepted him now.
With her cheeks burning, and being stared at by Ye Fei, Wu Qian felt an intense flutter in her heart.
In annoyance, she pushed Ye Fei away, creating some distance between them, and muttered under her breath.
"Stop staring at me and talk about serious matters."
Ye Fei nodded with a smile and then recounted everything that had happened that morning.
In doing so, he naturally exaggerated to paint himself as having had a rough time.
