"What the...." Tianxin instantly felt a wave of hostility from Chen Yiran.
This was absolutely an assault on her intelligence.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this. It's not interesting at all." Tianxin found the conversation rather boring. She couldn't help but prop her chin up with both hands, giving Chen Yiran a contemptuous look. "How did someone like you manage to avoid becoming a bookworm?"
"If I were a bookworm, would you still like me?" Chen Yiran asked, amused.
"If you were a bookworm, I might like you even more." Tianxin stared at him with her moist and large eyes, speaking in a very serious tone: "In that case, I may not have needed to pursue you for three years. Maybe three days would have been enough, just push you down and steal a kiss, and then you would've been mine, hehehe..."
"What an imagination...." Chen Yiran laughed and shrugged helplessly.