After they went offstage, everyone could no longer see them, but Morgan was still tightly gripping Crystal's wrist.
"Can you let go of my hand now?"
Upon hearing this, Morgan turned to look at her, raising her hand: "What if I don't let go? Anyway, the whole school knows now that you like me!"
"If you don't let go, I'll break your wrist."
"Are you willing to?" Morgan raised an eyebrow. In his memory, every time he heard something related to Crystal, it was always something contemptible. But who would have thought that she could be so spicy?
"Are you... playing hard to get?" Morgan asked, leaning in closer.
Crystal stood her ground, "Move half an inch closer, and see if I'm really playing hard to get."
Upon hearing this, Morgan really did lean in half an inch closer.
Crack!
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