Shen Jinci's noble and indifferent eyebrows softened with a gentle warmth, as he sighed, almost mockingly, "And here I thought I had made my feelings quite obvious."
It was true...
Bian Yue, shocked, lifted her gaze, her emotions in her eyes crumbling into astonishment.
"You..." Bian Yue hesitated, biting her lip and frowning, as if she wanted to speak but held back.
Shen Jinci asked her what she really wanted to say.
In fact, Bian Yue wanted to say, Shen Jinci, do you have a crush on me?
That thought was like slapping a golden label on her own face, exceedingly narcissistic.
As the words approached her lips, Bian Yue swallowed them back, softly saying, "It's nothing, there's nothing I want to say."
Her expression truly didn't look like it was nothing at all.
Shen Jinci didn't call her out. He stroked her hair and said, "Let's go home first, what would you like to eat tonight?"
"I don't have a preference. How about you?"
