Xia Xinyu's skills were a bit lacking.
Chen Yuan's weren't great, either.
One could say, they had nothing else, but they kissed with a lot of feeling.
When the two of them parted, Xia Xinyu grabbed Chen Yuan's collar with both hands; her cheeks were burning hot, and so was her gaze.
Chen Yuan hadn't expected her to sit directly on his lap.
This kind of thing had never happened before.
Was such boldness fueled by liquid courage?
"Am I your favorite person?"
Xia Xinyu raised her head, looking intently into the eyes so close to hers, somewhat concerned as she asked.
Chen Yuan was confused as to where this question came from and looked at her, quite perplexed, and asked, "Why do you ask that?"
"I just feel like..."
Xia Xinyu still looked at Chen Yuan, seriously, and opened her mouth to say, "I haven't heard you say 'I like you'."
"Because you previously said that you would confess after the competition results were out, so..."