Give Me a Punch

Zhou Huatat cautiously raised his head and glanced at him, then lowered his head and stared at his toes: "Lin Shen, come and have dinner with me tonight." Lin Shen had no expression on his face, and without even giving her a spare look, he turned and walked out of the classroom. "Lin Shen! Stop!" At this time, Zhou Huata was already a little angry, thinking, "No one has ever treated me like this since I was a child." But in his heart, he really couldn't bear to leave the man in front of him. Lin Shen turned his head slightly, looked straight ahead and said, "I have an appointment with Zheng Panmu, let's wait for another day." Zhou Huata stood on the side of the road, the summer breeze gently blowing her hair at the temples. She clenched her hands tightly and dug her nails deeply into her palms. Her face suddenly turned pale, full of confusion and helplessness. "Who would have known that a diaosi who had accomplished nothing in her thirties would now turn into a high-spirited and well-liked young man?" Lin Shen sighed. He got on his bicycle and sped off, leaving Zhou Huata, whose face was red, stunned. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.