Luo Ye couldn't help but get goosebumps. "I didn't bring my second-year notes, I'll give them to you tomorrow. Uh... is your girlfriend from our school?"
"No." Yang Yaoguang seemed to catch on to something and hurriedly patted his chest, promising: "Don't worry, at most in half a month, I'll definitely return them to you."
"Oh, I'm not doubting that you won't return the notes, just asking casually." Luo Ye glanced at the time. "If there's nothing else, I'm going to head back."
In a moment of urgency, Qi Qianqian blurted out: "Luo Ye, how old are you this year?"
"What's up?" Luo Ye did not answer, instead studying the other person, and thinking about Fu Mo's expression, he seemed to have caught onto something.
"Yaoguang said that you're making quick progress in your studies, I'm just curious." Qi Qianqian smiled awkwardly: "They say girls slow down in progress when they get to high school, so I was guessing maybe you're younger, right?"
