With that in mind, Si Nuanqian immediately blocked Shangguan Lingqi's path: "Shangguan Lingqi, you haven't confessed to me yet."
Upon hearing her words, Shangguan Lingqi halted, slightly raised his eyebrows, and looked down at her: "Did I ever say I was going to confess?"
"..."
"Stop thinking about all that nonsense, just go back to sleep." Shangguan Lingqi said as he raised his hand to rub her hair.
His large hand was warm, his touch on her hair gentle.
The irritation that had just risen in Si Nuanqian's heart was mostly soothed.
But after filtering her words, Si Nuanqian became unhappy again.
"What do you mean by 'nonsense'?"
Was it wrong for her to want to hear his confession?
"It's late, time to go to sleep." Shangguan Lingqi straightforwardly ignored her.
"You..." Si Nuanqian was quite frustrated.
Though she knew he liked her, not hearing it directly from him always left her somewhat uneasy.
