I also want to know how we ended up together.

I told Xiaoling that Gilbert unilaterally announced that we were together, but now everyone knows, what should I do?

Xiaoling supported her head and pondered for a while, half-jokingly said, "Actually, Gilbert is not bad-looking, it's a pity he's not my type, otherwise I would have made a move."

"Shut up!"

I coquettishly pushed her.

The wonderful love of adolescence begins to sprout, and I feel light-hearted.

Gilbert does look good, has a good figure, and is also a university teacher.

Both his profession and appearance meet the standard of a boyfriend, much better than my previous boyfriend who was involved in homosexuality.

"But... Gilbert used to be a male model in Thailand, do I really want to be with him?"

I expressed my worries to Xiaoling.

Xiaoling belongs to the type that is more passionate than rational when it comes to love, so she thinks I am too fussy about being in a relationship.

[Just give it a try, what if Gilbert is really your Prince Charming?]

I shyly pushed Xiaoling: [Get lost, I hate you!]

Xiaoling laughed and rolled on the bed: [Haha, you also like Gilbert, otherwise why are you being shy.]

Do I like him?

I suddenly felt a little flustered, I should have some liking for him.

In the next few days, Gilbert took good care of me and didn't even let me leave the room.

He even brought me some traditional Chinese food, fish congee.

I looked at the congee in surprise, full of disbelief: "There doesn't seem to be any fish congee near the school, where did you buy it?"

I've been in the United States for so long, I didn't even know they sold fish congee here.

Gilbert scooped up a spoonful of fish congee with a spoon, blew on it, then offered it to me.

"Take a sip first."

The taste of the fish congee was indeed very fragrant, I swallowed a mouthful in one gulp.

I didn't even taste the flavor!

"One more spoonful."

Seeing my impatient look, Gilbert showed a satisfied smile.

He fed me most of the bowl, then finally asked me, "How does it taste? I made it myself."

He actually made it himself!

"It tastes good, better than what many chefs in China make!"

I praised Gilbert with a thumbs up.

"Qingqing."

Gilbert's eyes suddenly became affectionate, and he slowly leaned towards me.

My breath paused, I couldn't help but close my eyes, my fingers nervously gripping the edge of the table.

Is he going to kiss me?

This is going to be my first kiss!

Gilbert, who is a head taller than me, leaned in and, with a pair of affectionate eyes, looked down at me.

My heart was racing, I almost suffocated.

The sweet scene from a TV drama is finally about to happen!

With the atmosphere set like this, I pouted slowly.

But the expected kiss didn't happen; a warm finger lightly wiped the corner of my mouth.

Gilbert looked at me with a half-smile and sly eyes, "Qingqing, there's a grain of rice on the corner of your mouth."

So he wanted me to wipe my mouth!

It was my dirty thoughts, I misunderstood!

Gilbert suddenly leaned in again, his deep eyes staring at me.

[Qingqing, do you remember me?]

[I really like you, so I didn't hesitate to pursue you from Thailand to the United States. I'm serious.]

Saying that, Gilbert suddenly squeezed my chin, forcing me to look at him squarely.

[Qingqing, do you love me?]

[I... I...]

Remember what? I was so scared by his actions that I couldn't speak clearly for a long time.

As Gilbert's face drew closer, I slowly closed my eyes...