Zhao Meimei giggled twice, her face red, sneaking a glance at her Brother Yangyang's expression.
Shi Yang had a playful look as he eyed Zhao Meimei: "Tell me, how many in your class have a crush on you? Judging by your expression, someone confessed, right?"
Rarely shy, Zhao Meimei said softly: "It's not really a confession, just our class sports committee asked me to fill out the classmate record, and my desk mate said he has a crush on me."
Shi Yang coughed: "How did your desk mate know?"
Zhao Meimei shrugged: "He said the class sports committee always sneaks glances at me during class."
Shi Yang wanted to laugh but held it in: "So did he end up glancing at you or not?"
Zhao Meimei spoke truthfully: "Ever since I found out, I haven't dared to turn my head during class."
Shi Yang: "Why not?"
Zhao Meimei squinted: "Think about it, what if I turn around, and he's really looking at me? That'd be so awkward!"
