When Duan Yanhao said this, his melancholic gaze was filled with deep affection, and his gaze never left Bai Yaoyao.
Under Duan Yanhao's gaze, Bai Yaoyao felt that she had nowhere to hide.
She didn't know why, but she didn't dare to look him in the eye, afraid that she would lose.
Bai Yaoyao even felt uneasy. Looking at the table full of food, she suddenly couldn't eat anymore.
She was overwhelmed with complicated emotions. She pursed her lips and said,"Yanhao, I ..."
She didn't know what to say either. She was panicking at this moment, and the hand holding the chopsticks stretched and clenched.
Duan Yanhao understood Bai Yaoyao and knew that she was probably starting to let her imagination run wild again.
Duan Yanhao put down his chopsticks and sat down beside Bai Yaoyao. He looked at her gently and said,""Yaoyao, tell me, what are you thinking about?"
