Seeing Luan Huacheng suddenly become all tongue-tied, Li Shang couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed.
She didn't like men who dither over everything.
Especially when answering questions, she was getting terribly impatient waiting.
So at this moment, seeing him beating around the bush and unable to utter a single word, she couldn't help but press him: "You might as well speak up, huh?"
"Is it yes or no?"
"Yes."
Luan Huacheng replied in a 'what the hell' manner.
"Well, if it's yes, just say yes. Why are you being so dithery?" Li Shang was even more puzzled, "What's so strange about it?"
Actually, at Luan Huacheng's age, he barely encountered anything that would make him feel embarrassed or awkward.
But precisely because he's getting up there in age, what he was about to say next was a bit difficult for him to voice.
"The strange part is... she's been overly warm to me lately."
After saying this, Luan Huacheng turned his head to the side.
Li Shang was no naive little girl.
