Ryan Jing's breath was choked, his cheeks instantly turned red, and he turned his head away and ignored him.
"What's wrong?" Ethan Ying came over and tried to hold back his laughter: "Are you angry? Is there something I said wrong?"
He continued: "Don't be naughty, little classmate. It was you who nodded and admitted that it didn't hurt when I rubbed it."
Ryan Jing's face was so hot that it was almost burning. He picked up a book at random and opened it, lowering his head and saying nothing.
Ethan Ying put one hand on his shoulders and turned his book upside down on the table with the other hand, saying with a smile: "I'm talking to you, what are you reading?"
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