Li Mingjue had not expected her to say such words; she had always been heartless, and getting her to say something pleasing was as difficult as reaching the heavens.
This was the first time he had heard something akin to a confession from her mouth, and he was also somewhat stunned, not knowing how to react.
After Qi Yu finished speaking, her ears had already started to feel slightly warm, and the temperature of her face gradually rose.
She buried herself in the bedclothes, not daring to look at Li Mingjue's expression.
Li Mingjue watched the person who had curled up like a cicada pupa, chuckled softly, lay down beside her, and said, "I am very pleased."
Qi Yu trembled slightly, feeling even more embarrassed by his words.
She had always been shameless, so when had she become so timid?
Angry from embarrassment, she rolled him into the bedclothes, glaring at him, "Shut up, no talking!"
