Zhuo Junyi's breath was also coming in short gasps, her large, misted-over and somewhat innocent eyes were staring at Su Shijie.
Su Shijie averted his face, not daring to look at her, fearing he would lose control.
Zhuo Junyi stared at Su Shijie's face, and there were beads of sweat, even though it was winter.
"Su Shijie, do you love me?"
Upon hearing her question, Su Shijie couldn't help but pinch her cheek, "Dummy, why ask such a question?"
Zhuo Junyi was not satisfied, she pouted: "Then, will you say it? Or is it that you don't love me?"
Su Shijie looked into her eyes, took a deep breath, "Zhuo Junyi, I love you."
Now, Zhuo Junyi was satisfied. The corners of her mouth curved upward slightly, and the laughter in her eyes became deeper.
"Su Shijie, I love you too, so, I am willing to be your woman."
She thought that by saying so, it should be clear enough, right?
She was still a girl after all. Zhuo Junyi's face began to turn red.