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  "Maybe it's because there are fewer Chinese people here... actually, I'm very ordinary, when I was in China, no boys would give me a second glance, I'm an ugly girl, the super ugly kind!"

  She said seriously to him.

  At this time even if she had to throw her own dignity on the ground and trample it, she would absolutely be able to do it!

  Yan Ao Feng stroked her delicate and tender face, his narrow eyes flashing with displeasure.

  "Don't you think that's an insult to my intelligence?"

  Even if Eastern and Western aesthetics are different, can't he still tell a beauty from an ugly woman?

  Only an idiot would believe what she says!

  She, who had always been slow-witted, was unexpectedly sharp today and happened to notice his displeased gaze in time.

  "No! I wouldn't dare!"

  "First, you disturbed my sleep; then, you piqued my interest; now, you're playing hard to get... If this is your way of getting my attention, I must say, you're a clever girl."

  Lan Yan's eyes widened and she said word by word, "I said I didn't!!"

  Who wants to attract his attention!

  Even if he really looks very handsome, super cool and handsome kind.

  But she doesn't know him!

  She blushed and said, "I've already told you, I have a boyfriend! I love my boyfriend very much!"

  He gazed at her small face reddened with anger and said after a while, "I don't mind."

  "You——" Lan Yimeng was completely speechless!

  It's completely impossible to communicate with this person!

  He raised her chin with his fingers, forcing her to lift her head and meet his eyes.

  He smiled frivolously and said, "I just want to play with you once, no need to take you so seriously."

  Lan Yimou suddenly stopped.

  She hastily shook him off and tried to escape, "Let me go!"

  How hateful! How hateful!!

  She must be incompatible with this school!

  Why am I constantly encountering this devil?

  "Want to run?" Yan Ao Feng's grip was extremely strong, her wrist was pinched red, and tears welled up in her eyes.

  "Let me go... Let me go... You devil, bastard!"

  "Let go of Momo!!"

  Just as they were pulling and tugging at each other, a loud angry shout suddenly rang out.

  Han Ze Xuan rushed over from the entrance, anxiously wanting to snatch Lan Yi Mo back from Yan Ao Feng's hands.

  But Yan Ao Feng tightly hugged her, leaving Han Ze Xuan completely at a loss for what to do.

  "Zexuan, save me!"

  Lan couldn't believe his appearance, but immediately joyfully sought help from him.

  "Hey! Stop ruining my good deed! Scram!" Yan Ao's eyes gleamed with malice as he glared at Han Zexuan.

  Han Ze Xuan saw his hand still on Lan Yi Mo's chest.

  Her eyes suddenly turned red, like a madman, and she punched towards Yan Ao Feng.

  "Give me back my Momo!"