Upon thinking this, Su Zelin rarely spoke with such a pleasant tone: "Panpan, you really don't need to try so hard to please me. We're friends, equals."
He decided that from now on, he would instill the concept of friendship in Huang Panpan, interact with her as a friend, and let her learn more about him.
Over time, she would come to see him as just like any other boy around her—nothing special, still someone who has to poop—and her obsession would naturally fade away.
Huang Panpan was stunned for a moment, tears suddenly welling up in her charming peach blossom eyes.
This is the first time the senior has called me "Panpan." So gentle.
Persistence pays off. Have I finally touched the senior's heart?
Su Zelin cleared his throat, reasoning with her: "Since we're friends, there's no need to keep giving gifts. Otherwise, it would feel too formal, right?"
Huang Panpan nodded: "I get it, it means the senior no longer sees me as an outsider from now on!"
No, you don't get it!
