Chiang Xiao's heartbeat continued to accelerate, feeling like it was about to leap out of her chest.
At this moment, she had already cast aside thoughts of Chiang Qingzhu, Kuang Kanzhi, Xiao Fang, and the like.
She rarely stammered as she said: "I, what about me?"
"Your answer."
"I," Chiang Xiao actually found it hard to say those words, "I, you know what I mean!"
Meng Xinian originally wanted to hear her say "I love you," but seeing how embarrassed she was, he could not bear to force her to say it.
He said helplessly: "I'll let you owe me this one, until our wedding night..."
"What are you going to do!"
Meng Xinian chuckled and said: "I will, with actions, make you forget yourself and say it aloud."
Chiang Xiao: "..."
Why does she always feel that there's something off about that sentence?
Who's going to tell her, is it indeed a bit off?
"Tyrant Meng! Stop always thinking about that..." Chiang Xiao's voice trailed off involuntarily towards the end.
