I Really Don't Like the Campus Belle

“I heard you like the campus belle, Bai?” Zhou Qiyang asked Lin Xiao with a grin. Lin Xiao rolled his eyes helplessly. “That's just a rumor.” “Lin Xiao, ah!!!” Hearing someone call his name from behind, Lin Xiao turned around, and a warm figure was already throwing herself into his arms. Seeing the two rosy clouds bloom on Bai Yuechu's cheeks, Lin Xiao thought to himself: This time, there's no way I'll ever clear my name.