"Xiaoya's hostility toward you is getting stronger and stronger," Wang Xinying said helplessly, watching Yang Xiaoya's back. "You could stop provoking her."
"I don't want to anger her either. I've just misunderstood too much," Yin Xiaofan also felt helpless.
It felt like this. Yang Xiaoya's misunderstandings about him seemed to be deepening. Thinking about it, there were so many misunderstandings between them, with Yang Xiaoyun always getting upset. Yang Xiaoya's aversion to him was also the source of the emotion.
"Alright, forget about it. Just remember to let Xiaoya do it again next time," Wang Xinying said with a smile. "Okay, let's start the class."
Wang Xinying led Yin Xiaofan into the classroom. Just moments ago it was very lively, but as soon as Wang Xinying and Yin Xiaofan entered, everyone suddenly fell silent. My eyes got used to it.
"She is beautiful, the charm is great," Yin Xiaofan whispered.
"Don't talk nonsense," Wang Xinying said with a bit of malice.
