Even though the man was affectionate and earnest, Liang Zhouyue still thought he was being unreasonable.
"But I'm not your girlfriend, you... you took advantage of me..."
By the end, she felt somewhat guilty, dared not confront Jiang Li to his face, and thought it didn't seem that serious.
The conversation had already turned to such a serious point, yet Jiang Li suddenly snorted with a soft tone, greatly at odds with his tall and muscular build.
He even drew out his words, "Why do you poke where it hurts? The fact that you're not my girlfriend makes me cry myself awake in my dreams."
"..."
Liang Zhouyue froze on the spot.
Only one thought filled her mind: Jiang Li had been possessed by Chen Dan.
That's right, this was Chen Dan's tone, accustomed to making jokes and playing the fool with exaggerated humor.
The next second, Liang Zhouyue's throat went dry, and she licked her lips unnaturally, her voice trembling uncontrollably, "You... are you okay?"