"Did you ever think that we would be like this when you first saw me?" Wang Yan asked while lying on Lu Miao's arm and looking at the ceiling.
"... Not really."
"But I do, it's not fair!" Wang Yan raised his upper body and complained angrily.
"I had a girlfriend when I first met you. Do you want to be with a scumbag?" Lu Miao felt angry and funny.
"Okay, I forgive you. So how did you feel just now?" Wang Yan suddenly changed the topic and looked shy.
Lu Miao was speechless for a moment, and said slowly for a long time: "Yes, very good."
She had indeed become interested in the kitten-like person next to her very early, but she had never thought about the deep love that would follow soon, let alone the unprecedented entanglement and passion. These things that were dispensable to her before seemed to have become indispensable after experiencing Wang Yan. Sleeping with her, falling asleep listening to her snoring, and completely exposing his fireworks in front of her, Lu Miao had never looked forward to living together, and was even afraid of that kind of overly close relationship, but not now. She had not told Wang Miao this, but she believed she knew.