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  yanhaoxiang

  Where are you going, I'll take you there.
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  yanhaoxiang

  This class, run away and run away.
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  yanhaoxiang

  I'm not interested in class anymore.
• Yan Haoxiang said with a relaxed and willing face. Pei Xichun felt that this man was weird. After a while, he suddenly remembered his words of rejecting the girl.
• "I don't like women."
• After a second of silence, her gossip heart had already begun to move.
• After wording for a few seconds in her heart, she vowed to ask politely and not hurt Yan Haoxiang's self-esteem. She licked her dry lips and opened her mouth.
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  peixichun

  Are you a pervert?
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  yanhaoxiang

  
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  yanhaoxiang

  What... what.
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  peixichun

  Did I offend you.
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  yanhaoxiang

  That's a really good question.
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  yanhaoxiang

  You want to ask me about my sexuality.
• Pei Xichun nodded, and the word gossip seemed to be written on his face.
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  yanhaoxiang

  You are a man, why are you so gossipy.
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  peixichun

  Is it illegal?
• She scratched her head and met Yan Haoxiang's eyes. His clear eyes made his heart throb slightly. This inexplicable feeling startled him, and he hurriedly staggered his eyes. He scolded himself secretly, but he panicked in his heart.
• "Could it be that my misogyny is really because I like men?"
• What a fallacy.
• Seeing Yan Haoxiang's expression so strange, Pei Xichun guessed one, two or three, not so much guessing, but nonsense.
• This guy really doesn't like women.
• Pei Xichun looked at the boy with a little more surprise, which made Yan Haoxiang shudder.
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  yanhaoxiang

  Why are you looking at me like that.
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  peixichun

  It's all right.
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  peixichun

  I just think you have the potential to be my sister.
• Pei Xichun's nonsensical words made him not react. He had planned to go home with the two of them, but Yan Haoxiang finally couldn't bear it, and called a car to take her to see a doctor.
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• Yan Haoxiang has misogyny, which is very serious. How serious is it? He has no feelings for women, and even resents them, which makes him wonder if there is something wrong with his sexual orientation.
• But he didn't like men or women for so many years. He was like a monk without desires. Obviously, he didn't like men either.
• I also tried to get in touch with girls, but even simple communication would cause my own disgust. That uncomfortable feeling spread all over the body for a long time and was difficult to calm down. Yan Haoxiang finally thought that he was a person who had no feelings.
• Over time, he was relieved, and even in the face of a bunch of girls' confessions, this sentence became a shield for him, which would neither hurt the other party nor bother him, so why not.
• This is not a secret, it's just that Pei Xichun, who was so stupid in front of him, suddenly couldn't explain it. Yan Haoxiang didn't know why, maybe it was the way she fell from the sky that scared him.
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• The man in a black shirt and gold-rimmed glasses, pinching a list with his slender fingers, stared briefly absent-minded at a name on it.
• "Pei Xichun."
• Wang Junkai raised his eyes and glanced around, but he didn't find the figure he was dreaming about, and forcibly suppressed his lost expression with indifference.
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  wangjunkai

  Pei Xichun.
• The man gently pronounced the name, but no one below responded. His beautiful lips curled an arc and put the list away.
• As he taught, he took out his phone and typed a few words on the keyboard, then clicked Send.
• "It's not a good habit to skip class, Xiaochun."
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