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nSong Yaoyao turned her head. Her expression did not change much, but there was a profound look in her eyes. It was as though she was looking at a fool.

n“Impossible. Don’t even think about it. You’re not my type.”

n“Pfft—”

nHan Jun immediately burst into laughter uncontrollably as he lay on the desk, his shoulders shaking.

nMeanwhile, Tang Xinrou tried hard to hold back her laughter.

nThat was right, how could she have forgotten? Yaoyao already had a mysterious ‘Gege’ in her heart!

nThe atmosphere suddenly turned tense and the sky became gloomy. The rarely-seen sun was now covered by clouds again.

nPressure slowly filled the room.

nBang!

nShen Xun stretched out his leg and lazily kicked Han Jun’s desk, causing a loud bang to reverberate through the room.

n“Is it funny?”

nHan Jun trembled, quickly straightened his face, and shook his head furiously.

n“No, no, no! Not funny at all! Really!”

nI’m just easily amused~

nShen Xun looked at him coldly and brushed his hand across his neck casually. The threat was self-evident.

nYou’re dead…

nHan Jun wanted to cry but no tears came out as he huddled up in the corner and trembled.

nI’m just a weak and helpless spectator!

nShen Xun turned his head, looked into the girl’s moist eyes, and raised his eyebrows.

n“You have personality. I like the way you underestimate me.” He curved his lips and smiled smugly as he leaned forward on the desk and poked Song Yaoyao gently on the forehead. “So, it’s set.”

n“If I lose, I’ll call you Big Bro. If you lose, you will be my girlfriend.”

nThe youth had a rebellious personality. His eyebrows were attractive and relaxed, and his temperament was a mix between a mature man and a teenager. There was depth in his eyes, but there was also a youthfulness between his eyebrows.

nIn all fairness, Shen Xun was a decent-looking boy.

nSong Yaoyao analyzed him carefully and slowly turned around.

nShe was a little lost for words.

n“Do you have masochistic tendencies? Why are you rushing to be my boyfriend? Does no one want you because you’re too fierce…?”

nDoes no one want him?

nShen Xun propped up his chin and leaned against the desk; he was roguish yet handsome.

nAs amusement stirred in his eyes, he said lazily, “Yes, that’s why I need to take the initiative.”

nHan Jun almost rolled his eyes to the back of his head. Seriously, Brother Xun! Unzip that rarely-opened backpack of yours. It’s filled to the brim with love letters!

nBut did he have the guts to expose him? No way!

nHe looked at Song Yaoyao sympathetically. What a beautiful girl! It was a shame that Brother Xun had his eyes set on her.

nBut he had no idea that Song Yaoyao was unfazed.

nWithout turning back, she replied, “I won’t lose, nor do I want to lose. If others don’t want you, I don’t want you either.”

nSong Yaoyao only liked her Gege. After she arrived in this world, she fell in love with him at first sight.

nShe would never change.

nHmm, now that I think about it, I’m starting to miss him…

nSong Yaoyao lay on the desk and subconsciously drew circles on the surface.

nWhen would she become Gege’s girlfriend?

nTang Xinrou held back her laughter as she glanced at the sullen Shen Xun. Shen Xun had always been arrogant. Did he finally receive a faceslap? Before this, did he really think he was invincible?

nShe leaned against the desk and poked Song Yaoyao’s puffy cheeks.

nShe knew she was afraid of pain, so she did not poke them too hard.

n“Precious Yaoyao, what are you thinking?”

nSong Yaoyao’s eyelids drooped. Her dense eyelashes were still a little moist and she looked aggrieved.

n“I miss Gege,” she replied straightforwardly.

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