"Zhi Zhi, are you jealous?" Huo Jincheng wrapped his arm around her waist, "Isn't this to suit you better?"
"Why should I be jealous?" Lu Xingzhi tilted her head to look at him, "Do you think I'm jealous of you becoming increasingly popular, or jealous because netizens like you so much?"
"I hope you're jealous that others like me, and as my wife, you're unhappy." Huo Jincheng lifted her up, "If you're not jealous, then can I be jealous?"
"What would you be jealous of?"
"I'm jealous that so many people like you. I'm jealous of all those people coveting you, and I'm also jealous..." Huo Jincheng looked at her with meaningful eyes, "Let's talk more about it after your concert, when we get back!"
"Is there something that can't be said now?" Lu Xingzhi just said this and didn't continue asking.
She looked down at her phone.
Huo Jincheng: "..."
Although his intention was this, generally people like to continue asking.
If they don't get a clear answer, it drives them mad.
