Yan Fei stood in the corner of the school waiting before classes were dismissed, wondering what Xu Xiaoyan was up to.
As soon as school let out, he saw Xu Xiaoyan bouncing over with great enthusiasm.
Despite his slow perception, Yan Fei instantly recognized that the girl had changed her clothes, and she was now wearing the new outfit he had bought for her last time.
"What do you have to tell me?" Even before the girl could steady herself, Yan Fei asked anxiously.
"How about we go shopping and head back afterward?" Xu Xiaoyan said this with some embarrassment, a blush creeping up her face.
Usually,Xu Xiaoyan would shout for Yan Xiaofei first and then make her demands. It was a rarity for her to talk in such a quiet and soft tone. Yan Fei instantly agreed without a second thought contemplating that in language arts, this tone was considered an imperative sentence.
