His hand was still gripping Lu Xinbai's ankle when he heard this. Rong Jinchen instinctively looked up at her.
As a result, with just this one glance up, Lu Xinbai boldly leaned her face close: "Jinchen, let's date!"
"Pfft... you, you, you..."
Rong Jinchen, who was usually unfazed by storms, ended up spurting a mouthful of blood: "You little brat, you're joking about this?"
"I'm serious about it!"
She really wasn't joking, moreover, she got more earnest with each word: "Our families have been close friends for generations, and we've been childhood friends. If we were together, it would be a match made in heaven, right?"
"Match made in hell! I'm not your childhood friend..."
Rong Jinchen waved his hand...
Lu Xinbai gave a big, unabashed smile, then directly confessed: "Jinchen, I like you!"
"Pfft..."
Another mouthful of blood; this time, Rong Jinchen was so shocked that he couldn't even hold onto her foot: "You, how can you say such things?"
"What's the big deal!"
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