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"Eh? The new student looks like he really likes our Yaoyao!" Tang Xinrou teased as she leaned on the desk. "Otherwise, why would he come over here as soon as class ended?"

"I..."

Tang Xinrou became serious. Her beautifully charming face smiled and she gave An Feiran a look, causing him to immediately blush. 

He opened his mouth and explained helplessly, "No...I, I don't like her..."

"Oh~ Then do you dislike her?"

Tang Xinrou held back a laugh as her shoulders shook.

"No, I..."

"Rourou, you're so mean," Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes.

An Feiran almost cried from the pressure. "I really like Song Yaoyao, but not 'that' kind of like. I just want to be friends with her!"

The more he tried to explain, the more flustered he became. Tang Xinrou couldn't help but fall into Song Yaoyao's arms in a fit of laughter. Immediately, her respectable image was gone.

"Oh my God, this idiot is so naive! Hahaha, so fun!"