"Um, I got it!" Watching her annoyed expression, Xu Yan couldn't help but let his lips rise into a smile, his eyes also involuntarily sparkling with fragmented laughter, as if filled with stars.
Zhao Youyou was suddenly captivated.
The person before her was usually reserved, rarely smiling, and even when he did, the curve was faint. Having known each other for so long, this was the first time she saw him reveal such an unguarded smile.
And when he smiled, there were surprisingly faint dimples that she had never noticed before.
"Stupefied?" Seeing her staring blankly at him, Xu Yan suddenly realized something and immediately repressed the smile on his face.
Zhao Youyou: "Xu Yan, you just smiled."
Xu Yan: "…I'm not a puppet, of course I can smile."
"No, you looked really nice when you just smiled. Can you do it again?" Zhao Youyou's eyes shined brightly as she looked at him, as if she had discovered a treasure.
A hint of helplessness flashed in Xu Yan's eyes.
