Recently, Liang Zhirou's dressing style has always been exactly what he wants, making him completely smitten.

"Are you trying to appear smarter by dressing in a more aloof way?" he asked.

"No, I didn't..."

Liang Zhirou turned her face away and mumbled something.

Chen Lu looked down at the girl, who was clinging to his arm like a sloth because of nervousness, and couldn't help but complain, "I think you look so aloof, and then you're hugging your boyfriend like this... it makes you look even sillier."

"Then, then I won't hold your hand!"

Liang Zhirou pulled her hand away, turned her face to the side, and refused to look at him.

She doesn't have the habit of dressing up, and she only bought it specifically for Chen Lu because she thought he liked this style...

If she's not wearing it for her boyfriend, is she supposed to wear it for someone else?

And then this person actually called her stupid.

That's outrageous!

I'm ignoring him.

"Really not going to hold hands? Then I'll put my hand back in my pocket, it's kind of cold." Chen Lu grinned mischievously and shook his right hand.

Seeing that Liang Zhirou didn't react, he held up three fingers and started counting down.

"three......"

Before he had even finished reading the third line, Liang Zhirou had already taken his hand, looking aggrieved.

This silly guy didn't even last a second.

Liang Zhirou still walked with her face turned away, but she stretched out her left hand to hold his hand, looking incredibly cute.

"You just know how to bully me because I'm useless..." she muttered softly, feeling wronged.

"You're the only one in the whole world who can talk about being a loser so confidently."

Chen Lu couldn't help but chuckle. He knew that Liang Zhirou hadn't really been angry from the beginning, but he still hugged Liang Zhirou's arm just like she had hugged him earlier, and whispered, "I know I was wrong, please forgive me."

"Hmph!" Liang Zhirou suppressed a laugh, but finally let out a hmph. "I won't forgive you so easily."

Chen Lu thought to himself that the silly, naive guy was acting more and more convincingly, so he leaned closer to her ear and asked in a very cooperative manner, "Then how can you forgive me?"

Liang Zhirou looked around, then pulled Chen Lu to a secluded spot in the alley. She reached out her hand to him, holding the back of her hand up to his face, her cheeks almost completely red, before finally managing to stammer out, "Unless... unless you kiss me."

She moved her slender hand slightly, "Kiss here..."

Chen Lu stared at the girl's profile hidden among her soft hair, blinking in disbelief.

"...You actually give it away for free like this?!"