Yin Shaojie shot a glance at Ye Sijue. How could he not know that Ye Sijue was attempting to provoke him?
Kiss An Zhixin?
Just the thought of it in his mind stirred a strong aversion in him.
He didn't want to kiss An Zhixin!
The only person he wanted to kiss was Mu Xiaoxiao.
At this moment, Yin Shaojie could not be any clearer about how he felt about this.
Though he could not fully confirm his own suspicions, the scale in his heart was already tilted toward Mu Xiaoxiao.
Displeased, Yin Shaojie glared at Ye Sijue and said, "You're only giving me lousy ideas! Stop trying to provoke me into doing it. I'm not so foolish that I can't even tell who I've been thinking about."
"Isn't that enough?" Ye Sijue opened his arms, his sinister eyes showing amusement as he said, "You understand your heart. What else is the problem?"
"But I… I'm just worried!" Yin Shaojie sighed deeply as he raised his head in frustration.