"Really? You're lying to me."
Chen Feng, laughing, replied.
"I...I'm not lying to you, I really haven't." Yan Qingwu nervously responded.
"You're blushing so hard. If we didn't get fluttered, we wouldn't be able to live, right?"
Chen Feng, still laughing, said.
"Ah, that's what you meant! Stop talking nonsense."
Yan Qingwu stomped her foot, her ears rapidly turning red.
"Haha, what else did you think I meant?"
"I'm not talking to you anymore."
Yan Qingwu briskly walked away.
Chen Feng watched Yan Qingwu's retreating figure, finding this girl very interesting.
A moment later, dozens of classmates arrived at the basketball court.
Girls sat together and boys sat together, like splitting into factions, all very in tune.
"Come, come, brothers, let's form teams and play a couple of games."
A boy, holding a basketball, started forming teams.
"That's too boring, I suggest a one-on-one."
Zhao Zixiao opened his mouth to suggest.
Once he said this, everyone was stunned.
