Yu Jiajia froze on the spot, looking at the boy's figure gradually walking away, and finally couldn't help but laugh.
So cute, was he blushing just now?
But the boy who had already walked away couldn't help but feel annoyed: What's going on? I just looked at the back, and it clearly looked like a primary school student lying in front of the vending machine. Why did he turn around...
He couldn't help but recall a pair of big black and white eyes, clear and bright, with his figure reflected in the dark pupils.
Forget it, forget it, just think of it as helping a primary school student.
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