"Who is this?" Qian Chengbing walked over, walking slowly, much like an ancient young master, with extraordinary bearing.
"Who is this sissy?" Xia Junlin spoke almost at the same time.
"Who are you calling a sissy?" Qian Chengbing raised his head, his eyes like swords.
Xia Junlin was naturally unwilling to be outdone, but she didn't want to pay attention to him. She just kept asking Ji Shaoyou, "Is it because you don't accept my confession because you already have this pretty boy as your boyfriend?"
Chun Yunan said nothing, just kept looking at Ji Shaoyou.
Ji Shaoyou looked at Chun Yunan and forgot to answer for a moment.
His eyes were full of sadness and loss, as if he had lost something he loved.
Qian Chengbing seemed to notice Ji Shaoyou's absence and replied, "Who is the pretty boy?"
"Who else, other than you, is wearing such strange clothes and has such long hair? It's not a pretty boy." Xia Junlin was so childishly angry for the first time.
Ji Shaoyou then turned around and looked at Qian Chengbing.
Her ink-like long hair was still tied up with a hairpin. She was wearing a white T-shirt, and her delicate collarbones were looming. Her hair was still scattered around her neck.
Monsters don't look like modern people.
If it weren't for his extremely cold expression, probably no one could resist his handsomeness.
"Hey, you perverted woman, it's not that you're not interested in tall, rich and handsome people, yet you're so obsessed with me." Xia Junlin said angrily.
Xia Junlin had to admit that the two of them... no, the two of them were incomparable. How could there be any comparison between two people with completely different styles?
However, it is because of this that she is afraid of losing and afraid that she will not see herself in her eyes.
Therefore, even in angry words, there is a hint of inferiority.
Because actually, I am still very afraid of losing.
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