Xiang Jingtian scratched his head and left after him.
Ye Yao slowly walked down the stairs. Her classroom was on the fourth floor and that was not too high to be using the stairs. Just as she reached the bottom of the stairs on the first floor, a large bouquet of roses suddenly appeared before her.
Zhao Chuang held the flowers out to Ye Yao, "Ye Yao, I like you. Give me a chance to pursue you!"
Ye Yao rolled her eyes. As expected of a soccer team member! Their method of confession seemed to be cast out of the same mold! Did anyone dare to differ? Since the method was the same, then Ye Yao thought there was no need to differ in her response either. She raised her foot and prepared to deliver a kick!
However, before Ye Yao could extend her leg, a figure darted out from the side and pushed Zhao Chuang away. "Who do you think you are to dare to woo Ye Yao! Get lost!"
