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33. Do I look like an idiot?

Ayumi noticed that the other boy couldn’t keep his eyes off that other woman. She pouted and hit his arm. “Yah, are you on a date with her or me?” She asked him. “Do I look like an idiot? I can tell you are staring at her so don’t lie.” 

 

Though Ayumi was pushing her food away, Yixing couldn’t stop eating. He just looked at her when she stopped talking and noticed what she was doing, razing an eyebrow at the realization.

She completely ignores her food and begins to play with the hem of her skirt, sighing sadly. She sips her drink a little and lays her head on the table.

TL