Leng Xue couldn't handle Ye Lantian like this, she pushed her away, got up, and quickly slipped away.
Ye Lantian relentlessly chased after her, "Sister Xue, tell your sister, who do you like? A boy in your class? Who is it?"
"No, Sister Lantian, don't talk nonsense."
How could she possibly like any boys in her class? Those boys were so mischievous, always bullying the girls, always trying to lift the girls' skirts.
She definitely wouldn't like any boys from her class.
"Then who is it? If there's no one you like, why are you blushing? Let me see, let me see."
Ye Lantian chased her, stood in front of Leng Xue, and insisted on holding her little face to look at it.
Leng Xue was about to cry, forced by her, she quickly explained, "I don't, I don't have a boy I like."
Seeing that she was about to cry, Ye Lantian didn't dare to ask more, she quickly hugged her, and comforted her, "Alright, alright, you don't have anyone you like, I won't ask anymore."
