Really! I'm his savior, right? Why would I feel uneasy? Shouldn't Qing Ling cry bitterly at this moment and leap into my arms to repay me with her life?

Thinking of that wonderful scene, I even felt that the wound in my chest was no longer painful! She narrowed her eyes and looked at him: "What's wrong with you?" "The look in his eyes is weird."

"You're so stupid!" Qing Ling suddenly said something that hurt my pride, and then hugged me even more tightly: "Bai Lan... Your name is White Boy, isn't it? You like me, don't you? "

Why did this fellow suddenly ask such a question? Furthermore, he didn't even remember my name?

I was shy and a little angry, so I glared at him. "So what?"

Qing Ling didn't expect that I would admit it so readily. She was stunned for a moment before slowly retracting her shock. Then he looked me in the eye and said slowly, "You saved my life. "Then, how should I repay you?"

"Are you serious?" I looked at his face. It was a warm, beautiful face. I looked into his eyes so closely that I could see the fine hairs on their faces. I couldn't help but exclaim in my heart. Tsk! Tsk! This man really had an extremely beautiful face! His skin is so good, we're so close together, I can barely see the pores on his face! Such a beautiful lady, she should be rare even in the Heaven Realm, right? Now that he said he wanted to repay me, what should I ask for?

This was a rare opportunity that he could not afford to lose.

I thought about it and mustered up my courage. I said to him word by word, "Of course I should repay you for saving my life. What do you think? "

Then I smiled at him, ready to watch him run away.

But this time, the man didn't have the slightest intention to escape. Instead, he boldly returned my gaze with a firm and gentle expression. He said to me unwaveringly, "Okay."

I was stunned, staring at him with wide eyes. Am I hearing things?

Qing Ling embraced me, her hands tightly clasped on my waist. Her gaze was as gentle as water. "You didn't hear wrongly."

Are you mocking me? I gritted my teeth and raised my hand to rest on his chin. "Those are your own words. Don't regret it later."

Qing Ling sat even more upright as he replied, "I will never regret it."

I put my hand under his chin, and when I heard his serious reply, I didn't know whether to pinch or to let go. It was awkward.

True, I wanted to push him down and eat him, but would he really agree? The most critical problem was that I still didn't understand what he was thinking.

Did he like me or not? If they were in love, it wouldn't be a problem to push him down; but if he didn't like me very much, wouldn't I be a hoodlum who would make things difficult for others? Although I have always declared myself to be a lustful and lustful person, I am still repulsed by the nature of things as vile as sudden beauties.

I decided to ask him straightforwardly, "Qing Ling, do you like me?"

Qing Ling was slightly surprised by my directness, but replied in the same manner, "I like it."

Instead, I felt a little surprised and asked, "Why do you like it?"

He replied, "If you like it, you like it. Do you need a reason?"

I scratched my head, but was stopped by his question. That's right, I like him as long as I like him. Do I need a reason to like a person? Where did my good opinion of him come from, if need be? It was as if I had already liked him from the first time I saw him, and had always been conflicted about whether he liked me, and had never paid attention to why I liked him.

Fine, I don't need a reason, then I don't need a reason.

"What do you like about me?" I asked again. In the heart still has some expectations, for example, hope to hear "like you cute, beautiful, gentle, beautiful and other words." What? You said I'm narcissistic again? Forget it, which girl doesn't like to hear sweet talk? This was the nature of all females in the world.

Qing Ling tilted his head as he thought about it. He seemed to ponder for a moment before replying, "You like every single point, right? "In short, I unknowingly started to like it."

Wow, this is such a wonderful answer. I'm so happy! He said he liked every bit of me, so I must be smart and cute and beautiful and gentle!

I was so overwhelmed by happiness that I had to finish all the questions I needed to ask at such a critical moment. So I asked, "When did you start liking it?"

Qing Ling gave me a precise reply this time: "An hour ago."

An hour? Just an hour? I was stunned and a little disappointed.

Tsing Ling tightened his grip, and my body involuntarily moved closer to him. He whispered softly into my ear, "Although I've confirmed my intentions only an hour ago, I still like you. Perhaps it has already begun from the very first moment."

"First glance, will you?"

I frowned as I tried to recall our first encounter. I remembered the first time we met in the White World, when Tsui Ling descended from the sky covered in flames and looked like a bird. Of course, for Tsui Ling, he only remembered our first meeting in this world. Had he already begun to like me by then? Was it love at first sight? I thought to myself.

"As for me, I've never liked anyone before, so I don't know what it's like to like. I have lost my memories and forgotten many people and things from the past. I have just told you about that important friend of mine, but I actually care about him a lot. I never knew what kind of feelings I had for him. I had even wondered if he was not my former lover. Why else would I care so much about him? However, ever since I met you, I have gradually understood the meaning of liking you. Furthermore, I have confirmed my feelings for you just now. So, I think, I also like that guy, right? But I've lost him now, and I'll never find him again; and yet you stand before me, a living reality, visible, palpable, even embraced... What could be more reliable than this feeling? "That's why I like you."

Qing Ling's eyes were shiny black. He was very serious when he said those words. A kind of wild joy was born in my heart. The jealousy towards his' important friend 'had long been thrown far away. All I could think of was the echo of his last words, and he said, I like you.

He likes me.

I like him, too, very, very much.

In that case, we can be considered to be in love with each other, right? I looked up at him, dazed.

They could get married if they both loved each other. Whose famous saying was this? Then, does this mean that I can now push him down?

"Qing Ling, can I kiss you?" I asked cautiously.

Qing Ling immediately closed her eyes and said, "Please."