A unique feeling.
"If... If there was such an elder sister character, would Xiao Huan... fee... feel attracted?"
"Huh?"
Yan Huan was busy admiring her cheeks flushed with rosy hues, and by the time she spoke, Yan Huan's attention had slipped.
The request for repetition made Ye Shiyu even more flustered.
Yet she was determined to ask the question,
"It's... an attraction between genders..."
"..."
"Would... would he feel attracted?"
Yan Huan's eyes widened as he looked at Ye Shiyu, who was clutching a notebook that hid most of her face.
At this moment, the beautiful cover of a bride in pure white seemed to gradually overlap with Ye Shiyu's features, making him wonder about something, his throat moving slightly.
Am I crazy?
This person's clumsy silence...
Today, inexplicably a bit cute.
Yan Huan thought, his fingers involuntarily trembling slightly.
