Rainy night.
Deep kiss...
Endlessly entangled.
A beautiful confession.
Gu Nian felt a bit dizzy.
The man said, Gu Nian, I love you, not Gu Nian, I like you.
Actually, for women, there's a slight difference between love and like.
Gu Nian curled her lips, her beautiful eyes meeting the man's deep gaze, only to feel her heart racing.
Her heart was beating faster.
Sometimes, love is not good at deception.
You can fool others, but not yourself.
...
Gu Nian's lips curved into a bright smile, gazing at the man's handsome face, she teased, "Why not confess first and then kiss me?"
"Because I was worried someone might backtrack..."
Gu Nian was taken aback by his words, backtrack? What does that mean?
Seeing Gu Nian's puzzled look, Jing Luo pressed his thin lips together, reached out his slender white fingers, and affectionately tapped Gu Nian's nose.
