Yi Qinglian turned around. Her beautiful eyes, like stars and the vast sea, were clear and pure, without a speck of impurity.
Li Yin was almost dazzled by those eyes. Aren't they just too beautiful?
Chu Hao earnestly said, "Beauty, let's add each other on WeChat. How about dinner together tonight?"
The onlookers: "…"
This is your way of making contact!
It's so old-fashioned and totally unoriginal. Shouldn't you have said, 'I've liked you for a long time, superstar. Add me on WeChat; maybe she'd take pity on you and agree'?
But what is this opening line? It's like a street ruffian hitting on someone, completely devoid of any novelty.
Yi Qinglian was speechless, yet she still managed a gentle smile, like a blossoming snow lotus, and said, "Sure."
Li Yin: "…"
The classmates: "…"
Are we… are we not dreaming? They've hooked up just like that?
Superstar, where's your aloofness? Where is your restraint and goddess-like demeanor? Our goddess, how could you fall so quickly!
