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Ji Zhiyao looked up, surprised and saw the girl's eyes blinking at him, instantly cursed to himself in his heart.

It wasn't that he was narcissistic. Back then during military training, Xing Chuxue asked for his WeChat publicly; now at the table, there was Ning Lichao aside from him, but she hadn't even said a word to Ning Lichao from the start…

What situation was this? Was she intending to achieve her goal through other means?

Thoughts swirled in his heart, Ji Zhiyao's expression remained unchanged, he even grinned and said steadily, "If you want to ask us out to play next time, get Bing to let us know."

"Ah…" Xing Chuxue bit her lip. "But I…"

Ji Zhiyao did not listen to her, shifting his gaze to the door. "You two are so slow, what are you guys doing in the toilet?"