Lu liye deliberately laughed at her. "Lin Xiaoyu, your face is as red as a monkey's butt! Why are you blushing? Because of me? Do you think my Yueyue likes you?"
"Who would think that?" Lin Xiaoyu quickly took a book from the bookshelf and covered her face. I didn't say that. Besides, I don't dare to think that way! Who the hell are you, young master Lu? How could he like an ordinary girl like me? I don't dare to have that kind of extravagant hope! You don't need to set me up."
"Lin Xiaoyu, you can daydream like this occasionally!"
Lu liye leaned on the bookshelf with one arm and looked down at her arrogantly. I'll allow you to hope for this!
"Wuwu."
Lin Xiaoyu's beautiful eyes were wide open and she looked at him in shock.
What did Yingluo mean by that?
It meant "Wuwu"
She could imagine that he, Lu liye, really liked her.
What an international joke!
However, Yingluo
