"Uncle, just say it, don't be afraid of hurting my feelings. My ability to handle things is pretty good." Lin Shu saw that Song Xiaodong was still silent, so she forced a smile, trying to appear relaxed, but the smile just wouldn't come naturally.
"You little rascal." Song Xiaodong placed his hand on Lin Shu's waist and lightly pulled her forward. "Alright, I admit it. Even though you're a bit troublesome, I kind of like you."
"Ah! Really?" Lin Shu was ecstatic, her body following the slight pull of Song Xiaodong's hand, suddenly moving forward. Her chest pressed against his, her arms wrapped around his neck, and her face was so close to his.
"Hey, hey, I haven't finished speaking yet." Song Xiaodong quickly exclaimed.
"Ah, there's a 'but'?" Lin Shu's face immediately fell.
