"So... why are you so nice to me?" Zhao Xuehan asked nervously, twisting and fidgeting.
Lin Tian pinched Zhao Xuehan's small nose and said, "Of course it's because I like you. Look at you, so beautiful, tiny and very cute. Not just me, any man who sees you would like you."
Zhao Xuehan's face turned bright red instantly.
She was unsure if Lin Tian's words counted as a confession. She only knew she was incredibly flustered, feeling her heart about to jump out of her chest.
Not knowing how to respond to Lin Tian, she hurriedly changed the subject, "Brother Lin Tian, you must be hungry. I'll go make you something to eat. Just wait here."
Having said that, Zhao Xuehan jumped off the bed and zipped toward the kitchen in her big white rabbit slippers, clip-clopping away.
Watching Zhao Xuehan's fleeing figure, Lin Tian found it very amusing and chuckled.
Sounds of pots and pans clanged from the kitchen; clearly, Zhao Xuehan had started preparing lunch.
