QingWu's mind was in a complete haze, unable to snap out of it.
Even the Judge's Brush was too stunned to speak.
Did Xiao Chenyuan just confess?!
He liked her.
How could he possibly like her?!
QingWu had spent a lifetime as a human and countless years as a ghost. She had seen all kinds of love and passion between men and women, yet these words—he likes her—had never once been associated with her!
This dazed feeling lasted all the way until she returned to her room.
She sat on the bed, still in a trance.
It wasn't until Xiao Chenyuan finished washing up and approached her that she finally snapped out of it.
"What are you doing?" QingWu sprang to the corner of the bed like a startled bird.