"It was just a game earlier, not real. Can you stop being mad, please?" An Ziqi extended her little finger, poking his chest repeatedly.
"No." Xiao Moli coldly rejected the idea.
For god's sake, she said she liked her ex-boyfriend. If he didn't get mad, he wouldn't be her man.
An Ziqi sighed helplessly and pouted, "But you said you had a secret crush on Ye Wuge."
Xiao Moli glared at her, "How is that the same?"
Unless he went blind—no, even if he did go blind—there was no way he'd secretly crush on Ye Wuge.
"Why wouldn't it be the same? A crush is a crush, and just because you're of the same gender doesn't mean it's not a real crush," An Ziqi rambled nonsensically.
Xiao Moli grabbed her chin with one hand. "You don't know whether I'm gay or not? Do I need to prove it to you right now?"
"Ahem, ahem." An Ziqi dry-coughed twice, trying to cover up her awkwardness as her eyes darted around to look at anything but him.
