As soon as Ling Fei finished speaking, Song Tianmo's hand, which had been reaching out to pinch her adorable face, suddenly stiffened, and with a head full of black lines, he imagined how comical it would be if Ling Fei pinched his face in public whenever she was happy.
Ling Fei looked at his frozen hand, her face expressionless, but inwardly she was laughing so hard she was almost in knots.
Merely imagining it made Song Tianmo feel that him having his face pinched by Ling Fei in front of everyone would be quite ridiculous.
However... when he saw that even though Ling Fei's face was stern and she put on an extremely distressed expression, there was clearly a hint of laughter flickering in her eyes, suddenly he himself was amused.
Instantly, he stopped fussing about it.
"It's fine, pinch if you want to, as long as it makes you happy! You can pinch my face however you like."
Ling Fei's eyes widened in shock.
Disbelievingly staring at him.
She can pinch if she likes?
Really?