Miss Wu looked at Yuan Yang speechlessly and thought to herself, 'So, in the eyes of a fool like Yuan Yang, people who like Qingqing like Mr. Huo can only be said to be 'dirty'?'
Why did Yuan Yang's brain look like this? He was a year older than Qingqing and herself, right? Why didn't he feel anything about this kind of youthful matters? He looked like an old iron tree that hadn't bloomed for ten thousand years.
Seeing Yuan Yang's sunny look, she sighed slowly and said helplessly and a bit amusedly, "Forget it, I can't explain it to a fool like you! Just continue being stupid like this!"
