Huo Song paused while drinking water.
The smile on his face froze because of her words.
The room suddenly became quiet.
Momo's eyes flashed with a hint of apology.
But looking at Huo Song's eyes, crystal clear, sincere, gentle and firm.
She understood Huo Song's feelings for her, and didn't want him to fall deeper.
After a long moment, Huo Song's lips curled into a bitter smile, "Junior sister, can't you be a bit more tactful?"
Momo blinked innocently, "You know, I'm never tactful."
Her personality is like that, straightforward.
She says what she thinks.
Huo Song pursed his lips, holding the cup somewhat tightly, "Did you ask me to dinner today just to say this? Junior sister, are you afraid I'll keep pestering you?"
"No."
Momo's voice was very light.
"I just don't want you to fall deeper; in my heart, you're like a brother. I don't want you to waste your time and feelings on me."
She knew he came to G City for her.
But she couldn't return his feelings equally.
