Copywriting: "Classmate... I... I... Like you. Can you... Be my girlfriend?"
He heard it naturally with his ears. He put down the basketball, acted calmly as usual, straightened up, and walked straight towards the source of the sound.
The summer breeze brought her gentle voice: "Well, classmate, may I ask if you..."
He walked up to her and put his arm around her shoulders seemingly casually: "Mumu, what's wrong?"
As he spoke, he lightly glanced at the person over there who was lowering his presence. The figure curled up even more.
He hugged her and gradually walked away. "What were you going to ask just now?"
"It's nothing, I just want to ask him if it's his first love." I accidentally saw his completely darkened face.
"Well, you know, I'm used to it. His face is red, it looks very similar..."
Seeing that his face turned darker, he said as if to remedy: "Well, I don't like you for this reason, really!"
Master Shanda was cured instantly....
Sure enough, the requirements are getting lower and lower now...