Shi Che watched the girl's radiant smile and only felt his own heart, going from slow to fast, out of his control, gradually picking up speed, causing his voice, when he finally spoke, to waver slightly, "What's the matter?"
Ling Chuxia chuckled, then earnestly said, "Could you start liking girls with short hair, oh, and not wearing ladylike dresses, and also, not too refined, you're already so reserved, it would be so boring if both of us were reserved."
Ling Chuxia counted off on her fingers, listing all the things she disapproved of, demanding him to change them all.
Shi Che listened to Ling Chuxia's soft voice, each word and sentence, which were meant to sound like a negotiation, except she wasn't sounding negotiable at all. Shi Che lowered his eyes and, without realizing it, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
