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"Ning Yao, you like me, but you just don't admit it."
Ning Yao raised his head and looked at Lu Heyang quietly.
He is still so brazen and arrogant.
"What if I said no?"
"What"
"I said," Ning Yao stood up and looked at Lu Heyang, "I don't like you."
The sky in June can change at any time, and in the blink of an eye, the sky is covered with dark clouds.
The wind in June is a gentle breeze, the gentlest and most unexpected. It can tear off people's disguised masks without warning.
"Is it because of Chen Wangqing?"
Lu Heyang still stood upright, but perhaps the sudden breeze made his voice tremble a little.
"It has nothing to do with him"
"Then why don't you like me!"
Ning Yao held up the umbrella and walked straight forward.
He stopped talking and didn't look back.
I like you, but you are too proud, and unfortunately, I am too.
The clouds have been in the sky for a long time, looking proudly at all things
The breeze never lingers, come and go freely
The clouds are high in the sky, but the breeze also has its own pride
Who says the breeze can't shake the clouds
[It is a boring product for self-entertainment to pass the boring time. If by chance you discover my boring product and get your love, I will feel very honored. If not, I will continue to entertain myself. After all, life is too boring and I need to find something to do.]
Intention: Whoever bows his head first loses