"Xiaolin..." Alvin cupped her face.
Nangong Lin froze.
This side of him was indeed charming.
"Xiaolin..." He smiled, his slightly upturned lips filled with joy, his thumb tenderly caressing her smooth face.
Then he asked, "You like me, don't you?"
Nangong Lin's eyes widened.
Is it true?
Do I like him?
It should be, otherwise how could she tolerate his impudence?
But she didn't answer, always feeling there's an insurmountable barrier between her and Alvin. What exactly it was, she couldn't say.
Perhaps it was jealousy that his first love at first sight was for Nangong Ran.
Look, liking someone is just that terrifying, terrifying to the extent of being jealous of your own sister. She really disliked this feeling, quite disliked!
In fact, she could say she hated it!
"Absolutely not!" Nangong Lin pushed Alvin away, "Don't overthink it, I can't possibly like you!"
After speaking, she turned and walked away, leaving a stunned Alvin behind.
