C771 Expressions

Hearing his overbearing words, Lan Mingyu curled his lips in disagreement. Why does he like me, he must also like me, what kind of logic is this? He could only be his, why should he?

But seeing his uneasy look, Lan Mingyu's heart softened. She sighed softly and said: "I did like Bai Li?er before."

Zhuo Qingyun's body instantly stiffened, and that extremely sour vinegar instantly fell over again