Zuo Xiaoduo plucked up his courage and struck what he considered his most handsome pose and expression. "Actually, I don't know how to date either..."
Zuo Xiaonian: "???"
His heart pounding nervously, Zuo Xiaoduo said, "I actually know you've never dated anyone either."
Zuo Xiaonian's face darkened. "What do you mean? What exactly do you mean?"
Seeing that Zuo Xiaonian actually looked a little displeased, her eyes seemingly about to blaze with ferocity, Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly felt all his courage drain away. He instantly chickened out and mumbled, "Are we practicing swordsmanship or hidden weapons tonight?"
"????"
For a moment, Zuo Xiaonian felt like a ten-foot-tall monk unable to reach his own head-utterly baffled. She instinctively reached out to feel Zuo Xiaoduo's forehead and asked in bewilderment, "What's gotten into you? Are you sick?"
For some reason, Zuo Xiaoduo felt he was being far too cowardly. He was annoyed with himself for being so spineless, yet he dared not change anything and could only keep chickening out. Unable to help getting a little flustered, he said indignantly, "It's just getting beaten up by you, isn't it?!"
But that indignation was not directed at Zuo Xiaonian. It was directed at himself.
Zuo Xiaoduo! Why are you so spineless! What are you chickening out for? Go for it! Hug her! Kiss her! Ahhh, hurry up...
He kept berating himself inwardly, kept bolstering his courage, but his feet seemed rooted to the ground. He dared not move an inch.
Zuo Xiaonian increasingly felt that something might be wrong with his nerves. She snapped, "So what if I beat you up? Got a problem with that now?"
Zuo Xiaoduo's little heart instantly quivered, and he meekly backed down. "No problem..."
Zuo Xiaonian snorted and gave him a sidelong look, exposing a great expanse of