Seeing the little woman capering in front of her, Sheng Yize felt the muscles in his face stiffen little by little. His fingertips were shaking and his voice was trembling a little as well. "Was that what you wanted to tell me?"
"Yes! That was it!" An Xiaxia nodded eagerly.
Sheng Yize felt like his heart had just taken a rollercoaster ride from the highest point down to the bottom.
He had been about to… confess his feelings for her.
Even when he himself found the idea ridiculous, even when he hadn't approached An Xiaxia with a clear conscience to begin with, he had always been someone who followed his heart.
Because he liked her, he wanted to let her know his feelings, he wanted to be with her, and he wanted to dote on her openly as her boyfriend.
However…
He had always been a conceited person ever since he was little — and had reason to be.
But in terms of relationships, he was a blank canvas himself.
