"Sweetheart, who's more inappropriate busy, you fully laying displayed on the ground giving me a heart attack or me, and I am an innocent man until proven otherwise, of course!" The male raised his hands, making big doe eyes as he looked at me. I glared at him, turning away as he laughed, bumping my shoulder.
"I am sorry, sweetheart, I am just kidding, and do you have a name, or can I call you mine~" I groaned, refusing to turn to look at him.
"If you're so reluctant to give your name, maybe I should give you mine first; I am Wang Yibo, but you're allowed to call me Yibo~ Or whatever endearment you would like, sweetheart," the male continued to tease, I turned around, wanting to glare at him.
A big mistake.
His eyes caught mine, and for some reason, under this light, his brown irises seemed to carry golden freckles, his smile soft and radiant.
My heart missed a beat as I sought words, my mind empty.
"Aiyaa, baobei, cat got your tongue?"
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