"So you like Chu Moxin?" Ni Fan pursed his lips, not knowing how to act more naturally.
"Shh, don't tell. Do you know each other?"
"Absolutely." Ni Fan was really disappointed this time. He thought Gou Heng was lying, but he didn't expect it to be true. Ni Fan stood up and planned to go out to relax.
"Wait a minute, Sister Fan, you guys know each other, so you should have her WeChat account, right? Hou Mou is begging Sister Fan to grant her permission." Hou Xiayan pulled Ni Fan's sleeve and shook it from side to side, blinking his eyes, just like a male green tea.
Ni Fan was at a loss. She didn't know Chu Moxin at all, let alone have her WeChat account. She had only chatted with An Tong a few times about Chu Moxin, and she simply thought she was good-looking. Unexpectedly, this idiot thought I knew Chu Moxin. Maybe that was good, as there would always be some common topics, but he didn't like me, so what's the use.
In this case, Ni Fan had no choice but to reject him and hurriedly left the classroom.
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