"What is it?" Jiang mo asked curiously.
The more relaxed he was, the more afraid Lou ting became. Her slender hands grabbed Jiang Mo's arm tightly."Jiang mo, I know you've been angry that I didn't admit to the teacher that I like you."
She paused and carefully changed the topic."But if we had both admitted to it back then ..."
Jiang Mo's face suddenly turned frighteningly cold.
He lifted the arm that Lou ting was holding and pushed her hand away. He looked at her coldly and said in a cold voice,"that was when I was in junior high school. I suddenly had a good impression of you. How can you still remember it?"
After he finished speaking, he even curled his lips and gave Lou ting a mocking smile.
Without looking at Lou ting again, he began walking toward Gu nianjia.
Lou ting raised her voice from behind."Really?"
Jiang mo stopped in his tracks but did not turn around."Do you think I still like you?"
"You don't like it anymore?"
