Since Zhen Yu had already spoken, Han Mingyue naturally continued with the flow.
"Xiao Yu, can I talk now?"
Zhen Yu was speechless.
She glanced subtly at her wrist, forcefully suppressing the thought of pulling away from his grasp and answered, "...Haven't I already spoken?"
"Heh! That's true!" Han Mingyue chuckled lightly.
After hesitating while staring at the ground for a while, he turned to Zhen Yu and asked, "Can I ask you something?"
Zhen Yu steadied her emotions, daring not to look at him but pretended to be indifferent, "Ask away!"
The last time Han Mingyue asked her a question so seriously, it was to confirm their romantic relationship.
Zhen Yu thought, this time Han Mingyue must be asking her something systematic!
But she had already prepared to use the strategy of 'dragging it out,' only to be caught off guard by Han Mingyue suddenly leaning forward! He whispered close to her ear, "Do you dislike me talking to you like this?"
