As she spoke, she even gestured with her hands.
Her eyes sparkled as if she had discovered some incredible secret.
"He's definitely into you, he just doesn't know how to express it."
Que Meng's lips curved up, her gentle tone laced with a hint of mischief.
She gently patted Chu Jing's shoulder.
Chu Jing: "..."
She was silent for a moment. Her eyes flickered as she gazed at the dark, deep cave entrance in the distance.
Her lips moved, but in the end, she said nothing.
Her fingers unconsciously traced the beast-hide pattern on her cuffs.
'I want to argue, but I'm afraid she'll just make it more and more absurd.'
Chu Jing knew that once she started explaining, Que Meng would only overthink it and make things worse.
She was already well-acquainted with that "the more you deny it, the more obvious it is" logic.
It was better to stay silent than to cause more trouble.
So she simply waved her hand and changed the subject.
