Liang Zixuan's ears instantly turned red from embarrassment. She looked around, but she didn't see anything. She just didn't dare to look into Han Yuanjun's smiling eyes. She pushed him again and pouted gloomily, "I remember that's how Jiang Ning calls you."
Han Yuanjun liked to see her shy look the most, like a helpless little rabbit. She was extremely cute. "I just want to hear you call me that."
"No way!" Liang Zixuan rolled her eyes and snorted. "I'm not the same as others! I like calling you Han Yuanjun. Han Yuanjun, how nice it sounds. Other than me, no one else would dare to call you that."
She had known Han Yuanjun for two months. Other people will call him President Han or Young Master Han. No one dared to call him by his name. Even the thick-skinned Jiang Ning didn't dare to call Han Yuanjun by his name.
Liang Zixuan thought this was pretty good, and it showed that she had a unique position in his heart.
