"Lingling, didn't we agree to be friends? By avoiding me like this, could it be that you have a guilty conscience?"
Shen Zhixuan set down the plate and chopsticks on the coffee table, and suddenly, he grabbed Zhong Lingling's hand.
Zhong Lingling stiffened.
Shen Zhixuan had already stood up and moved in front of her.
She had nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. She lowered her head, but Shen Zhixuan pinched her chin, forcing her to face him!
"Tell me, you feel the same, don't you? It's indescribable, very unique, very special!" Shen Zhixuan's burning gaze fixed on Zhong Lingling.
This girl had become even thinner, which really pained him.
Zhong Lingling had never expected that Shen Zhixuan felt the same way as she did.
Oh God, please tell her what all this meant?
Zhong Lingling lowered her gaze, not daring to meet Shen Zhixuan's eyes, let alone tell him about her true feelings.
