"Didn't you say you like me?" Jiang Yanzhi said in Lu Yao's ear.
"I, I, that was an accident! It's not true!" Lu Yao defended.
"Really? You don't like me? Then why are your ears turning red and your eyes still afraid to look at me?"
Lu Yao was about to cry in Jiang Yanzhi's arms: Who said this man was an ascetic type of Bingshan Man!
Fake aloof academic tyrant X confused and cute girl
When fate comes, the story will continue forever...
Intention: The pursuit itself is the desire for progress.