After Ao Xinghao so patiently "consulted" Lan Qingxin about a question.
Lan Qingxin didn't even look up, coldly spat out a few words: "Little brat, who are you calling."
Dare to call her a little loser?
This clueless, sleep-loving freshman brat.
The crowd gasped: "…
Was the ugly freak calling God Ao a little brat?
What kind of strange maneuver is this!
The key point is… Ao Xinghao actually smiled and changed his address: "Sorry. Little Qingxin, that green-striped turtledove moth larva…"
Lan Qingxin still indifferently interrupted him: "I don't have it."
Ao Xinghao wasn't annoyed: "No worries. Whenever you have it, remember to lend it to me for fun."
The crowd couldn't breathe: "…"
This scene completely overturned their imagination!
The ugly freak was so hostile and cold.
Yet God Ao was being all friendly and soft-spoken towards the ugly freak, even somewhat ingratiating?
Why is this?!
The smart ones started flipping through books to find information.
