Shen Yuan's Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously.
The steam from the hot pot seemed to still linger at the tip of his nose, and the girl's scent was now indistinguishable from his own.
"Actually..."
As his tongue touched the back of his teeth, Shen Yuan suddenly took a deep breath.
"Maybe that 0.01%..."
The moment he deliberately drew out the last syllable, the boy suddenly leaned in close, his warm breath brushing past her reddening earlobe.
Suddenly, Li Zhi saw a sly yet gentle light bloom in Shen Yuan's eyes.
"It's the margin of error. I have to leave open the possibility of taking you to get our marriage license."
The instant Shen Yuan's words fell, a burning blush flared across Li Zhi's cheeks. Even the tips of her ears glowed as if they'd been dipped in rose juice.
She ducked her head abruptly and spun around like a startled deer, her ponytail tracing a hurried arc through the air.
"In... in your dreams!"
