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"Why all the sudden attention? What are you plotting?"
Ya Tianxing was taken aback, his fingers rapping on the table surface leisurely, "Being nicer to you spares me from nitpicking."
Mo Shangjun narrowed her eyes.
Ya Tianxing bravely met her gaze.
With a chuckle, Mo Shangjun stood up straight, her eyebrows raised, "Fine then."
Whatever he said, that was it.
It didn't matter what his ultimate purpose was, so long as he provided a reason, and as long as she followed his wishes accordingly, no one owed anyone anything.
"What do you want to eat tonight?" Ya Tianxing asked.
Biting into an apple, Mo Shangjun replied earnestly, "Boiled chicken."
Ya Tianxing: "..."
She really wasn't shy.
*
Once their conversation was over, it was also about time.
To avoid any suspicion, Mo Shangjun left first to head to the classroom while Ya Tianxing was responsible for tidying up the room.
Two o'clock, minus five minutes.
