Jiang Du glanced at the text he'd edited and nodded in satisfaction.
However, Jiang Du wasn't sure if girls liked this kind of love poem. He rolled his eyes and glanced at his deskmate.
"Hey, classmate, do you think it's appropriate to express your feelings to a girl on Weibo like this?" Jiang Du nudged his deskmate, moving his phone toward him.
Ning Xue had been lost in the world of martial artists her teacher had been discussing when Jiang Du suddenly interrupted her. She instinctively glanced at the phone Jiang Du had handed her.
But in just three seconds, Ning Xue's face had turned as cold as the surface of an icy lake in the coldest days of winter.
Jiang Du couldn't help but rub his shoulders. He felt as if the air around him had dropped several degrees, giving him goosebumps.
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