It tastes sour and uncomfortable, like eating an unripe orange.
"It feels so bad..." Cheng Yu repeated it again, his voice a little hoarse.
When Bai Yan saw his expression, his eyes softened immediately, replaced by a faint smile.
He gently pinched the tip of Cheng Yu's nose and whispered, "You're jealous, aren't you?"
"Jealous?" Cheng Yu repeated the word in confusion.
His head was a little confused, as if he had heard such a statement for the first time.
"Yeah." Bai Yan lowered his voice, his tone carrying a seductive magnetism. "You're unhappy when you see others approaching me, and you want me to only look at you, right?"
His words lingered in Cheng Yu's ears, making it impossible to escape.
Cheng Yu tilted his head, as if he was thinking seriously about Bai Yan's words. After a while, he nodded slightly, as if he understood where the depression in his heart came from.
There was a hint of hesitation in his violet eyes, as if he wanted to confirm something.
After a moment, he finally nodded slowly, his voice still small: "Then... then you... can only look at me."
Although the voice was low and weak, it revealed a firmness that could not be ignored, and the possessiveness was quietly revealed.
Hearing this, Bai Yan couldn't help but smile, his smile was gentle but profound.
He leaned over and whispered in Cheng Yu's ear, "Okay, I'll only look at you."
His breath was warm, brushing against Cheng Yu's earlobe, as soft as a feather, and his dark red eyes were filled with emotion.
I can't stay here anymore.
Cheng Yu could see that he was crazy. He liked Bai Yan like this because of him.
She hooked her fingertips lightly around his hand, took it in hers, pulled him up, and walked out to go home.
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