I like you. When Ah Jing said this, it was as if she had gathered all the courage she could muster from birth to now, but her voice and tone seemed particularly weak, her voice was small and soft.
Well? Yan Shuo's reaction was blank, and the movements of his hands did not stop, as if he was not sure what A Jing meant.
I like you. Ah Jing said again, this time in a normal tone, and Yan Shuo heard it clearly. He stood up straight, stopped holding the mango, and looked at her quietly.
Ah Jing? !
In these few quiet seconds, Ah Jing felt desperate, and her eye circles instantly turned red. Just when she was about to spit out the words, it's okay, I was joking with you just now.