Zhan Zhao's eyes, which seemed to be drunk but not yet drunk, actually had a hint of anger. Bai Yutang just looked at him with a smile, and gradually lowered his head and moved his face closer and closer until their noses were touching, and his face turned even redder.
"Silly cat."
"I like you!" Very serious words with slightly shy eyes: "So, Miss Su..."
"The person she wanted to marry was never me. The only person I wanted to wait for was... You."
The last sound gradually stopped in each other's chaotic breathing.
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