"You haven't told me your answer." Mao Mao slowly retracted his lips from the girl's neck. "So? Do you accept or not?" The young man cupped Fen Wén's face in his palm.
"Ah- ah that…" Fen Wén's eyes avoided Mao Mao out of reflex. Her face was burning red and one would see steams raised from her head.
She was overloaded!
"Mmmm I don't mind if you don't like me but…" Mao Mao suddenly lowered his head and spoke in a gloomy tone of voice. "I thought you like me...am I wrong?"
The young man released Fen Wén's face and fiddled with his fingers.
Seeing Mao Mao's face darkened, Fen Wén instantly refuted. "No, no! I- I really love you so- so…"
Fen Wén almost accidentally bit her tongue as she blabbered nonsense. The girl had just about to speak clearly this time when Mao Mao suddenly clasped Fen Wén's palms.
