Zhan Nanjue frowned deeply, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
"Zhan Nanjue, do you dare to do things but not admit them!? If you don't like her, why did you kiss her? If you don't like her, why did you let her kiss you!? How long have we been together, have you ever let me touch you? Don't even talk about a kiss, even holding hands normally hasn't happened. Can you dare to say you have no guilt about me?"
Zhan Nanjue looked at Ou Yimo in shock, as if he finally understood something he hadn't quite grasped until now...
"I fell in love with her?"
When he asked this question, it seemed like he had finally found an answer.
So it was like that, it really was like that...
Ou Yimo, seeing Zhan Nanjue's dazed expression, suddenly felt terrified and shouted loudly, "Zhan Nanjue! You... you can't fall in love with her! Do you hear me!?"
