"Will you go on stage later?" Chu Jiatao blurted out. She didn't know why she cared so much about Chen Shiyu.
"Take a rest and then go up." Chen Shiyu's expression became a little more serious.
"Can... can I?" Chu Jiatao whispered while peeping at Chen Shiyu's wrist.
Chen Shiyu's heart throbbed again, and his face turned red. Seeing that Chu Jiatao cared about him so much, he was a little complacent and forgot their relationship for a while. He held Chu Jiatao's head with his hand, bowed his head, and gently kissed her forehead.
The gentle touch was like an electric shock. Her forehead became numb and Chu Jiatao's face quickly turned into a tomato.
"Ah..." Chu Jiatao took a few steps back.
"Ah... sorry... I'm sorry..." Chen Shiyu came back to his senses. He was a little flustered and
