Wen Linyu lowered his head with a somewhat embarrassed smile.
An Li couldn't help but feel curious and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Wen Linyu said a bit awkwardly, "So, this is what jealousy feels like?"
"What?" An Li asked.
But Wen Linyu refused to repeat it.
Actually, An Li heard his words, she just didn't react immediately.
Seeing Wen Linyu like this, the corners of An Li's mouth couldn't help but curve up.
Unexpectedly, Wen Linyu's jealous appearance could be so cute, forming a stark contrast with his youth.
An Li couldn't help but tease him on purpose, "What did you say? Say it again."
Wen Linyu refused, so An Li moved closer, forcing him to look at her, smiling and asking, "You're jealous, jealous of Fan Yue, right?"
Wen Linyu said nothing. An Li wouldn't let him off, seemingly forcing him to admit it.
Just like that, her temper rose, and she started to mess around with Wen Linyu.
