Zhong Xing turned his head and looked at Gu Jiajia very seriously, "I'm sick, lovesick."
"Cheesy!" Gu Jiajia really wanted to slap Zhong Xing's head with a textbook.
"Jiajia, I like you!" Zhong Xing's expression grew even more serious.
"Enough, enough!" Gu Jiajia waved her hand in a big-sisterly manner, forgiving like a boss, "Stop it! The more you talk, the more ridiculous it gets!"
"Here you go." Zhong Xing suddenly took out a delicate little gift box and handed it to Gu Jiajia.
Gu Jiajia asked, "What is it?"
Zhong Xing smiled and said, "Candy."
Gu Jiajia refused to take it, "I don't like candy."
"Then why do you like eating desserts from Happiness Catering so much?"
"Desserts and candy are two different things."
"Aren't they both sweet?"
"All the women in the world are female, why don't you like them?" She thought, resigned to the fact he had to like her.
"There are many different types of females."
"How many types are there?"