How Long Have I Not Heard That Laughter?

Bai Yaoyao's alluring gaze revealed a hint of doubt as she raised her eyebrows. "It's only for a while, and you're already jealous? I've been keeping you company every day recently and haven't had time to talk to them."

"I'm not jealous. I feel happy when I see that you're happy. But, seeing you care about other people still makes me a bit uncomfortable on the inside." Duan Yanhao said in a serious tone, but his gaze was gentle.

Bai Yaoyao could not help but smile. "Why do I feel like you sound so sour about it? Seems like you ate preserved hawthorn."

"I didn't. Do you want to smell?" As he said that, Duan Yanhao leaned towards her lips.

Seeing his handsome face magnified in front of her made her feel that it was exceptionally charming.

Bai Yaoyao was the kind of person who would become shy if the other person was thick-skinned. If Duan Yanhao was as cold as an ice block, she might still be very bubbly and try to make him laugh.