"Well, they said you like me?" Banxia felt that her brain must be broken, why did she say it? Crazy, crazy, but what if it is true, what if, what if the male god is blind?
The young man glanced at the girl whose ears were already red. Something flashed in his eyes. He lowered his head and said calmly, "They made a mistake."
After a pause, Banxia suddenly felt sour in her heart. Thinking of her fantasy just now, Banxia wished she could give herself a slap in the face to wake up. "Ah, hehehe, I just said, they, they are talking nonsense." The sourness in her heart rose to the tip of her nose, and Banxia sniffed subconsciously.
The boy closed the book in his hand, turned sideways, and held the girl's bowed head with both hands. The girl's reddish eye circles came into view. The boy curved his mouth and looked at Banxia with rare tenderness: "I don't like you, I love you."