She had looked as though she bore him a deep, bitter grudge just a moment ago, so why had she burrowed into his arms now?
Wait, did this girl just ask if I liked her too? What did she mean by "too"?
Did she have feelings for me? Was that why she asked whether I liked her too?
It seemed... this girl had misunderstood something.
Her nasty attitude had angered him earlier, so he had intended to say, "I just love how you can't stand me but can't do anything about me."
But the instant she heard "I just love you," she had thrown herself at him in delight, cutting him off.
Looking at her expectant gaze now, Zhao Ling's mouth twitched wildly.
Good heavens, was this girl another little fangirl of mine?
The way she was acting now really wasn't much different from those fangirls.
But if she was his fangirl, what had that nasty attitude earlier been about???
While Zhao Ling was pondering this question, Shui Bing'er pressed him again.
"Do you like me too? Hurry up and answer me. You're not allowed to stay silent. Do you like me?"
Her determination not to give up until she got what she wanted left Zhao Ling repeatedly staring in bewilderment.
Only after a moment of silence did he ask tentatively in return.
"Miss, do you... like me?"
Caught by Zhao Ling's counterattack, Shui Bing'er's pretty face immediately flushed crimson, and she lowered her head.
Her lips moved hesitantly for a while before she answered in a voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
"Mm..."
Good grief... if this girl liked me, why had she acted as though she bore me such a bitter grudge earlier???
If Zhao Ling hadn't been sure he hadn't really offended anyone, he would have