"Ah?" Zhang Lingying didn't expect that Leng Jian's reaction was even more direct than her. She opened her mouth slightly, came to her senses, and asked anxiously: "Do you want to?"

"Then you answer me first, do you like me?" Leng Jian's expression slightly retracted, and pushed the small bowl in front of him to her, indicating that she could eat and chat.

Zhang Lingying felt warm in her heart, and felt that she could never find someone as gentle and considerate as him. She nodded decisively: "I like it!"

Hearing this, Leng Jian raised his lips lightly and continued to ask, "Do you love me?"

Zhang Lingying: “…”

"It's hard to answer this question? Or do you even know it yourself?" Leng Jian seemed to see what she was thinking, and opened her lips slowly.

Zhang Lingying looked like a child who did something wrong, lowering her head in annoyance.

I stared at my palm and couldn't answer the words.

She doesn't know.

I don’t know what love is, but how to be considered loving someone.

She has never experienced the unforgettable scenes played in love movies.

"I'm sorry." Zhang Lingying whispered.

Leng Jian did not accept her apology, but just whispered: "Since you can't tell if you love me, I'm sorry, I may not be able to accept your pursuit."

Zhang Lingying: “…”

Is they over like this?

Are you not even having friends?

Yes, if she met her such an outrageous suitor, she would feel embarrassed if she was Leng Jian.

Zhang Lingying bit her lip and lowered her head with a little sadness.

"Don't do this, it makes me like a scumbag who always abandons me." Leng Jian put her reaction into her eyes, chuckled, and reached out to rub her head, "Even if we can't fall in love, we can still be friends."

"...Is that OK?" Zhang Lingying raised her head unexpectedly.

"Yes, but you have to promise me something first." Leng Jian picked up the water cup in front of him, took a sip, and looked up at her slowly.

"You are still young and have been doing experiments with Professor Zhang. You have not dealt with people outside. It is normal that you can't tell your feelings. In the future, you will come into contact with many people and will gradually understand your feelings. Before that, don't easily accept other people's feelings for other reasons. Can you do it?"

"Yes!" Zhang Lingying nodded like pounding garlic.

After she agreed to Leng Jian, she suddenly realized that Leng Jian's statement was a bit strange.

He didn't look jealous, but he seemed to be afraid that the little cabbage he had finally raised would be robbed by someone else's pig too early.

"The tone of your speaking is like my brother." Zhang Lingying blurted out when he thought of something.

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Jian, who was sitting opposite her, froze and then returned to normal.

"Do you have an older brother?"

"I don't know." Zhang Lingying answered very simply. She was adopted in an orphanage and didn't remember her relatives at all. In her memory, there was a vague figure, like her father and her brother, and she couldn't tell the difference.

Just now, I thought Leng Jian was so young and definitely not her father, so I blurted out my brother.

Now that he asked this, she felt that she didn't look like her anymore.

Zhang Lingying: "Do you have a sister?"

"Once there." Leng Jian pondered for a moment and said softly.

Zhang Lingying was puzzled what it meant to have. Just as she was about to ask, Leng Jian had already knocked the edge of her bowl with chopsticks and reminded her to have dinner first.

After talking about topics that need courage, Leng Jian simply confiscated her cold beer.
Chapter completed!