"Jiu?"
Bo Yin stopped what he was doing and poked the pillow with his slender finger.
Lou Luo noticed that he was acting differently from normal. "What is it?"
"Nothing." Bo Yin lifted the corners of his lips. "I just feel that this person is not bad."
Lou Luo smiled. "It's rare to see you complimenting someone else."
"I don't mind complimenting this person." Bo Yin didn't stop smiling. He just spoke a little softer as he continued, "After all, ever since this person was young, this person knew how to fight for attention."
Lou Luo didn't understand what he was saying. "Huh?"
"Do you like this young male idol because of the mole under her eye, just like me?" Bo Yin leaned closer to her. "If you look carefully, this person looks a little like me."
Was this a valid explanation?
But, if she looked carefully, the young idol did look like Bo Qin.
The moment Lou Luo's gaze landed on the pillow.
