Unexpectedly, Zhao Changhe didn't follow her imagination and continue the bathing topic, instead he said: "Actually, you look great now."
"Do you know what you're saying?"
"I know, I'm speaking words that for the sake of decorum I wouldn't normally say. But whether I say them or not, they are true."
"..." Piaomiao was almost at a loss for how to describe the feeling of being teased with every sentence, let alone the feeling of a lunatic confessing love to a demon.
When I was pure-hearted and kind, you threatened me with a harsh tone. Now that I'm demonized, you're confessing love. Are you messed up?
Then Zhao Changhe said: "Sometimes I feel that this semi-demonized state isn't without benefits. It seems to make people less hypocritical... I can now openly express what's in my heart that I would normally dare not admit."
Piaomiao finally couldn't hold back and asked: "So you find this fierce, distorted demon appealing, and you're not picky as long as it's female, right?"
