Zuoqiu Yiren told Chen Mo to shut up.
But not only did Chen Mo not shut up, he became even more enthusiastic.
He even revealed when he started liking her.
Not only that, he also said the previous times he hugged her, and last time he kissed her, were not unintentional at all.
It was a way of testing his feelings for her.
After listening, Zuoqiu Yiren's mind was buzzing.
Her face turned red.
She never expected he would say such things to her.
He... he... is too much.
Zuoqiu Yiren clenched her fists, her face flushed red: "Don't... don't talk anymore, if you do, I... I'll hit you."
But these words did not sound threatening to Chen Mo at all, instead they encouraged him: "Then Sister Yiren, hit me to death, as long as I'm alive, I'll never stop liking you."
Zuoqiu Yiren had never heard such romantic words before, in truth, she also felt a different emotion towards Chen Mo, otherwise when Chen Mo said the first sentence, her fist would have been unforgiving.
