Qi Yan took a deep breath. Because of Mo Yongheng, he confessed without preparation.
He looked around the room and pulled a rose out from the vase on the coffee table.
He gripped it nervously and looked at her with sincerity.
"Bengbeng, I have no experience in this, but my love for you is real. Now, my whole body is aching, if you add on to the pain, I would start to doubt life."
Tan Bengbeng frowned in confusion. "What are you talking about? Speak properly!"
"…"
"Can't you tell? I am confessing to you."
"…"
This time, Tan Bengbeng was stunned.
She stared at him. He was holding a rose in front of his chest.
He had unbuttoned his shirt just now to beguile her. His body looked sexy and charming, but with his nervous looks, it looked amusing.
However, when Tan Bengbeng looked at him in the eye, she couldn't laugh anymore.
Her heart was beating really fast …
Why would he confess out of the blue?