The fourth biscuit has the word "you" printed on it.

The smell of biscuits was filled with the lips and teeth, and the warm wine was slowly chewing, and the calm heart lake seemed to have a circle of small ripples.

The cookies are obviously not very sweet, but for some reason, the warm wine feels so sweet that the teeth are almost falling off.

The gentle and bright sunlight in the afternoon passed through the balcony guardrail and half fell on the wooden floor, so the living room added a quiet and beautiful atmosphere.

Ji Xianyan had already brewed the tea and handed it to Wenjiu. A faint blush appeared on his fair face.

He pretended to be calm and sat back to his previous position, lowered his eyes slightly, and asked softly: "Why do you still want to eat biscuits?"

"No need for now." Wenjiu said and finished drinking the cup of tea.

The taste of tea has become a little light.

He was thinking that Ji Xianyan had already taken out a new bag of tea.

Wenjiu picked up her lower lip, and a light curve was pursed on her lips.

Ji Xianyan took action to replace the new tea leaves, then took a deep breath before lifting up his eyelids and looking at Wen Jiu.

"Have you watched every piece of biscuit I just ate?"

This is his confession.

Wen Jiu opened his clean and bright almond eyes and looked at the boy. His eyes were dark and dark, with obvious concentration and seriousness.

It seems that her answer is important to him.

Wen Jiu pursed her bright red lips and said with a gentle voice: "Look, it looks very good."

Ji Xianyan: “………”

Do you have no other ideas except this?

The boy's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his thin lips were pursed into a thread.

Wen Jiu looked at his slightly sinking expression and spoke again: "Yan Bao, I told you before..."

"Warm wine." The boy's low and magnetic voice suddenly rang, interrupting the words of Wen wine.

"What's wrong?" The girl frowned her beautiful eyebrows.

Ji Xianyan: "Before it was before, now it is now, can we not mention the past?"

If he had to mention it, he never thought that he would like warm wine so much, and he would learn to make desserts for her all night long.

Wen Jiu looked at him, and a puzzled look flashed in her eyes, "What do you want to say?"

Ji Xianyan was also looking at her, her brows getting deeper and her cheeks became hotter and hotter.

"Why are you so blushing?" Wen Jiu's tone was a little more worried.

The boy blushed and turned his head awkwardly.

After being silent for more than ten seconds, he pretended to be impatient, "I'm so annoyed, I agree with your pursuit."

Warm wine: "???"

Her eyes widened slightly, as if she was surprised and puzzled.

Pursue?

When did she pursue Yanbao?

I thought so in my heart, and Wen Jiu asked this too.

Ji Xianyan didn't expect her to say this, but she still listed many examples of her "pursuing" herself.

"If you didn't like me, you wouldn't have been making me happy all the time."

Warm wine: “………”

Be careless.

She never thought that her behavior would cause such a deep misunderstanding to Yan Bao.

"Yan Bao." The girl's calm and gentle voice had a more solemn taste, "I need to explain one thing to you clearly."

Intuition told Ji Xianyan that this was not something he wanted to hear.

"Can I not listen?"

"cannot."

"Then don't say it."

“No, either.”

Ji Xianyan: “………”

He looked at Wen Jiu, and the word "chuan" almost frowned between his eyebrows.

The boy stared at Wen Jiu with deep eyes.

After a while, before warm wine started speaking, he whispered: "Can you let me say it first?"

Wenjiu nodded, "Yes."

Ji Xianyan actually didn't plan to say anything, but he felt that it would be too late not to say it now.

"Actually, I didn't like you at first."

He paused, and when Wenjiu looked at him, his cheeks were hot, and he continued, "But later, your every move touched me."

Warm wine: “…?”

She raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling a little confused.

Perhaps seeing the doubts from the expression on her face, Ji Xianyan explained: "It's the ones you saw yesterday."

Those I saw yesterday...

Wen Jiu knew that he was referring to the memories he saw in the police station’s inquiry room yesterday.

"Actually those..."

It's not because I like you.

Wen Jiu didn't have the chance to say the words after he was interrupted by the boy's tone again, this time he was slightly strong.

"Didn't you agree to let me say it first?"

Wen Jiu's lips moved and she smiled helplessly, "Yes, Yan Bao said first."

Ji Xianyan's face turned redder, and he felt doting from Wenjiu's reaction.

So he looked at Wen Jiu with a little gentleness and shame, "I felt your feelings, and then I thought about it carefully and felt that as a boy, I should take the initiative appropriately."

"You have always been embarrassed to confess your love, so let me do it, I agree to be with you!"

The boy's serious words fell and a silence fell into the living room.

Not far away, Pei Shijin, Mr. Ji and the butler looked at the two of them with different expressions on their faces.
Chapter completed!