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"Alright, I'll stop teasing you,"
the class president chuckled softly.
"Of course I was trying to seduce you. I just didn't expect you to be even less patient than I anticipated."
"..."
"I was considering that if using hands didn't work, maybe it's because you prefer feet. So, Xu Xiangyang, how do you feel now?"
"...It's very impolite to take off your shoes in public."
"That's okay. Not to boast, but even after vigorous exercise and breaking a sweat, my feet still smell fragrant."
Really?—He was about to express his astonishment when he quickly realized something was off.
"Stop lying. That's not what you said back in the Haunted House." Xu Xiangyang retorted, "You were worried then that wearing your socks for too long without changing them would make them stink."
"...Idiot, I told you not to bring that up."
The class president pursed her lips, seemingly a bit embarrassed.
"Fine, you win this time. I didn't expect you to remember what happened back then."
