He was so angry that his chest kept heaving, but he couldn't do anything to her, he could only clench his fists.
Calming the anger in his heart for a moment, he asked her again, "What about them? Do you have someone you like?"
Xia Nuo turned to look at him, wondering what was up with him today, why he was prying into her romantic matters. And the feeling he gave her was odd, inexplicably making her feel uneasy.
"Leng Yan, why are you asking this?" she tested him.
Leng Yan lowered his eyes, stubbornly insisted, "Answer my question first."
His question wasn't hard to answer, but he was a boy, and a boy five years younger than her, how could she have the heart to talk about these things in front of him.
Even though Xia Nuo usually spoke casually, she was clear about what to say to whom. In her opinion, when facing Leng Yan, she should say proper things; topics about boys and girls shouldn't be discussed.
