C608 Mischief

Faced with Fu Jie's question, other than shaking his head, what else could Lu Chen have?

Fu Jie sighed. You must hate me. You... You don't have to admit it.

I don't hate you. I've never hated you. Although sometimes, there are indeed some … He didn't quite get it. But I can't hate it! Because in my heart, you are always the most perfect.

Fu Jie's mouth twitched: "I …" I'm not perfect at all