Why Can't I Like Him?

If it were anyone else, they would probably be scared silly by now. However, Yu Rongge was no ordinary person. Instead, he calmed down and looked at Beiting Huang expectantly, thinking to himself, "I've been in love with you for a long time. What about you?"

"Pfft, cough, cough!" Beiting Huang was not intimidated by Tian Yi and Yun Er's nonsensical words. Instead, she was stunned by Yu Rongge's direct gaze.

Beiting Jing and Chu Feng both stepped over and held Beiting Huang in their arms. Their tall figures were like a wall in front of Beiting Huang. They both stared at Yu Rongge with a murderous gaze, wishing they could stare at him until they formed two big holes in his body.

"What are you doing? Little Ninth is a boy. Don't you know?" Beiting Jing spoke against his conscience.