Yu Xia had some self-awareness about her reputation. Compared to making promises and guarantees, bringing up the solid good guy image of her fellow actor might be more convincing.
After speaking, she lay back down, mumbling sweet words: "Don't overthink things all day. I only like you, love you to death, and have neither the time nor the mood to ogle at others."
Xie Qingci smirked.
"Love me to death? How come I don't feel it? You didn't even say you love me when you texted."
"I'm a bit reserved—"
Xie Qingci leaned closer to the screen, softly coaxing her, "I can't feel it, so I kept thinking that way just now. Say you love me?"
Yu Xia felt like a buzzing mosquito was swirling around her head. She closed her eyes and murmured a few times.
"Love you, love you, love you to death."
Mei, who had just come in to deliver something, was dumbfounded by this powerful declaration of love, staying stuck by the door for two seconds.
They love so passionately!
