"I don't... feel anything." Xia Xue's eyes darted about, her tone carrying a hint of stubbornness.
"Cousin, you shouldn't be lying, right? Otherwise, why would your face be so red? And you can't even look me in the eye." Zhang Yang immediately saw through Xia Xue's lie.
Then, he leaned in close to Xia Xue's ear and whispered, "So, when you and Sister Yue were taking those glamour shots, you felt something, didn't you?"
Xia Xue finally began to lose her composure.
"Oh, stop asking, okay? It was just a bit like being in the moment."
"It's like an actor getting immersed in a role during filming. That's how Yueyue and I felt at the time, and once the shooting was over, we went back to normal."
This time, Xia Xue simply spilled everything.
However, far from feeling disappointed, Zhang Yang felt an unstoppable excitement inside.
