Tang Jingxing lowered his eyebrows and eyes, seemingly smiling as he looked at her.
There was a moment of silence in the surrounding air.
Lu Xinyou could even see her own dazed reflection in Tang Jingxing's pair of pitch-black pupils.
"I heard..."
Tang Jingxing spoke, taking the initiative to break the silence between the two.
"Heard... heard what?"
Lu Xinyou felt something was wrong with herself recently. Every time she got closer to Tang Jingxing, her heartbeat would involuntarily speed up.
She had never been in love, but she wrote about love expertly in her novels. In reality, she was a love idiot.
Even, very slow-witted.
Even if her heart beating faster is a normal response in love, she didn't think about it that way.
She just felt that something was weird.
But she honestly thought that the feeling of a racing heart wasn't bad.
Instead of answering her question, Tang Jingxing changed the subject, saying:
"Youyou, do you think I'm good-looking?"
"Good-looking."