"Little Moon, how did you grow? How can you be so seductive?"
"When have I ever flirted with you?" Meng Xiaoyue's voice was still a little soft.
Jiang Shaofei looked at her angry look and nodded along with her: "Okay, you didn't flirt."
He lowered his head to coax her, and his tone was full of indulgence, "It's all my fault. I'm so shameless that I insist on sticking to you."
Meng Xiaoyue was finally satisfied, raised her chin and snorted softly.
Jiang Shaofei stared at her for a moment, his Adam's apple slowly rolled, and suddenly he leaned closer.
"I'm like this even if I don't flirt with you." His voice was hoarse, as if he was sighing helplessly, "What does it look like to really flirt with someone?"
The first time Jiang Shaofei made an exception for Meng Xiaoyue was when he didn't even realize he was tempted.
He was from a privileged background and was unattainable. He was used to others cautiously trying to figure out his preferences.
Meng Xiaoyue happened to be the exception.
She looks delicate and soft, and tears come easily, but deep down she is bolder than anyone else. In order to get out of trouble, the two temporarily acted as lovers and made an appointment to only be intimate in front of others, and no one was allowed to take it seriously.
But not long after the scene was played, Jiang Shaofei lost his sense of proportion.
He couldn't see her crying, let alone anyone bullying her. He wanted to support her, and wanted to give her money, resources, status, and dignity, whatever he could give, with his own hands. He wanted everyone to know that she was the one he cared about most.
In this life, Jiang Shaofei had calculated countless gains and losses, but he failed to predict that he would fall in love with someone like this.
I don't know where the love started, but it goes deeper and deeper.
