An unexpected voice sounded in his ear.
He looked at the girl he hadn't seen for a few days with some surprise: "What brings you here?"
Xu Moyao was wearing an all-black JK outfit today, looking even more like a high school student than the last time he saw her, youthful, fresh, lively, and cute.
Bathed in the morning sun, she had an added unique flavor.
She instantly captured Sun Dasheng's heart.
He couldn't help but reach out and pinch her nose: "I'm asking you a question. Did you skip class?"
Xu Moyao's little face was red, and her heart was pounding.
There was a hint of nervousness in her expression, but she finally mustered the courage to look at him and say: "I missed you. These past few days, your silhouette has been in my mind at school, I couldn't focus on studying at all."
What?
A heartfelt confession?
Sun Dasheng couldn't help but laugh.
