"Zaozao, do you love me now?" Ye Que asked, somewhat insecurely.
Actually, he had never doubted Chi Zaozao's feelings for him.
Never had he doubted, but for some unknown reason, at this moment, hearing her say he's old and ugly, he felt... unsure.
From a young age, he was always the most confident in whatever he did, even about his appearance, he was especially satisfied.
He was once hailed as the sole 'sexual fantasy' object of countless women in Quan Ning Capital City.
Now, he's somewhat worried that this woman might despise him.
For the first time, he grew so uncertain about himself.
"Huh?" Chi Zaozao was completely drunk, unable to distinguish anything clearly, just felt visually dizzy, a complete blur.
She couldn't even see what Ye Que looked like.
She giggled foolishly, shaking her head and told him, "I don't love the old and ugly Ye Que, I want the handsome, tall and cold, the one who loves to act cool in front of me, that shy Xiao'er."
