Han Yuexu's back trembled.
She didn't know if it was because she had bumped into han qiqing or because of her sudden confession.
Han qiqing's face was pressed against his back, and her little face was filled with determination.
She didn't care about anything else. She just wanted him to know how she felt and how she cared about him.
&Quot; I like you, so I want to know. I need to know. I must know! &Quot;
With this reason, her tone became bold and confident.
The next second, he held her hand.
Han qiqing looked up, her heart clenched.
How would he answer her?
Han Yuexu pulled her hand away and turned around. His dark eyes were unreadable.
He said calmly, " I only went to a friend's Bar with her. That's all. Alright, you can go back to your room to rest. &Quot;
Han qiqing was stunned.
This ... Was his answer?
He was obviously avoiding her confession.