Lian Xian quickly shook his head. Yan Shaochen actually placed one hand around her waist, not allowing her to retreat. On the other hand, he held her small hand and she could feel his breath on her face.
"Little Marten, do you think that I'm not fun?"
Yan Shaochen put her small hand behind him and looked into her eyes, making her feel scared.
"Is it interesting—or not?"
Lian Yong realized that this question was difficult to answer.
"Do you like it?"
Although Yan Shaochen never thought that being handsome was something to be proud of, he did think that he was very handsome.
Lian Zhao had never deliberately looked at his facial features. At such a close distance, his skin was so good that he couldn't see his pores at such a close distance, and his nose was very three-dimensional. He p
