Quick Transmigration Of The Divine Phoenix
Yu Meng lightly bit her lip in annoyance.
"Host, if you don't express that you like him, then how will he understand your feelings for him out of the blue?" Xue Yun mouth twitched.
Yu Meng nodded in assent and boldly faced him and squeezed out a docile smile on her face, "Hello, classmate…I am Fang Ying. We are probably going to be desk mates in the future, and I am a new transfer student. So please, take care of me in the future."
Yu Meng lowered her head and waited quietly for his reply, she imagined countless types of answer, like the overbearing CEO ones, 'Who are you? Scram from here!' or maybe he will just completely ignore her presence.