"Haha..."
Liang Yanting felt that ever since he met Wen Nuan, he had been laughing more and more.
"What do you think? You're so adorable, isn't it only natural that I'd fall in love with you?"
Unable to resist, Liang Yanting patted Wen Nuan's head and smiled as he spoke.
Wen Nuan furrowed her brows and looked at Liang Yanting seriously, saying, "If you are serious, then I solemnly tell you now, pulling back from the cliff is still in time, otherwise, in the future, you will surely be heartbroken."
After speaking, Wen Nuan looked up at Liang Yanting, "Liang Yanting, do you understand what I mean?"
An eighteen-year-old girl is like a rose just blooming on the branch, pure yet showing a hint of charm. Liang Yanting's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
But Liang Yanting knew what Wen Nuan meant to express.
