“I’m fine.”
“Don’t lie to me. Your face is full of worries.”Xu Miaoran was a round-faced girl, and she was especially cute. She blinked and carefully stared at her deskmate and good friend’s beautiful face that could bring disaster to the country.
She deliberately kept a straight face and said in a low voice, “Lu Xiaoyu, tell me the truth. Are You in Love?”
“I’m in Love?”Lu Xiaoyu was speechless. “How is that possible!”
The young man with short hair, who happened to be sitting behind the two of them, leaned over and asked anxiously, “Hey, Goddess, are you in love? Is it with me?”
Lu Xiaoyu slapped her face back expressionlessly.
Xu Miaoran also stared at the sand sculpture behind her and then looked at Lu Xiaoyu seriously, “How is that not possible? Look at your face. Sigh, I’m a woman. After looking at it for a long time, I want to touch it. It’s white with a tinge of red. It’s extremely smooth and tender.”
