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Feng Zihao looked at her with a strange look.

"Look how I look, am I the type of girl you like... Hey, little bitch, I didn't see me talking, don't interrupt!" Xiang Siyi pushed Ouyang Yexi twice, and continued, " If you don't hate it, let's date. Feng, I like you very much."

Her blunt and exaggerated confession made all the onlookers gasp.

Although there are many people who confess to Feng Zihao every day, girls are reserved and shy after all, who can be so natural and candid like her?

What's more, she is Xiang Siyi! [

Her astonishing beauty and quirky personality have become a good story in the boy circle, and she has a famous Ouyang Yexi by her side!

"Honey, I don't believe it! I don't believe you would like this kind of creamy kid!" Ouyang Yexi seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and gripped her shoulders and growled.

"Maybe oh, there is a kind of you to let me try to associate with him?"

... right between the two arguing.

Feng Zihao smiled disinterestedly, and said lightly, "I'm sorry, but you happen to be the type I hate the most."

He even has a nice voice.

Xiang Siyi was stunned for a while, and then he understood what he was talking about.

She opened her eyes wide and asked innocently, "Do you hate my character or my appearance?"

"it's the same."

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On that day, the news that Xiang Siyi was rejected by Feng Zihao spread throughout the middle schools in City A.

Xiang Siyi didn't seem to care. From that day on, he would wait for him at Tianhua's gate every afternoon after school.

She likes to wear a white skirt and has a bag in the shape of a rabbit on her shoulder. From the outside, she looks innocent, romantic and lovely.Many boys are easily confused by her appearance, but the girls secretly call her an old witch.

"That old witch has a vicious heart and tortures Ouyang Yexi every day."

"Ouyang Yexi is so kind to her. Why doesn't she want it, and still comes to Feng Zihao every day?"

"Feng Zihao hates a woman like her who throws herself into her arms the most..."

Leaning on the stone pillar at the school gate, Xiang Siyi smiled and greeted the two female students who passed by: "Hey, am I the old witch you are talking about?"

The two girls who were talking were silent for a moment, and looked at her with slight embarrassment.