"Uhh…"
Shen Yuan let out a choked sound, his mind going completely blank. The deep, affectionate look in his eyes instantly morphed into a panicked, dazed stupor.
He opened his mouth, then closed it again, as if this sudden "killer question" had jammed his entire ability to speak. Only his Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty a few times.
"No! That's not it!"
Finally, like a broken record player, Shen Yuan managed to force out a few broken syllables, his voice cracking.
He tried to explain, hastily adding, "I mean… both are good! You always… you've always been especially beautiful!"
Shen Yuan's voice was strained, filled with embarrassment and helplessness.
'Shen Yuan felt like he was doomed.'
At the sight of the boy's expression instantly falling from a heartfelt confession into a muddy pit—so flustered he looked like he was about to start smoking on the spot—Li Zhi could no longer hold back.
