The petite girl and the girl wearing glasses also looked at Song Chuxia.

Did this girl speak out just now?

......

"He will like me."

The scattered hair hangs down randomly.

Song Qianqian's appearance is unsettling.

The bloodshots on the whites of your eyes can be clearly seen in your wide eyes.

Song Chuxia involuntarily took a step back.

Then, I felt the shackles on my arms more and more clearly.

Her eyes swept over the girl's hand opposite her arm.

The veins bulge on the thin and weak fingers.

This shows how much effort this girl has put in at this moment.

She looked at the girl opposite.

The next second, her eyes wandered.

She struggled subconsciously.

"Let me go."

......

"He will like me."

Song Qianqian stubbornly repeated over and over again.

......

"He won't like you."

......

"It has nothing to do with me whether he likes you or not."
Chapter completed!