• The girl's brows were clearly frowned, and she remembered the ugly face last night again.
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  suluonan

  Don't worry, I've sent them all away. I want the contact information of my little lemon, and I don't want to see if I'm qualified enough.
• Su Luonan smiled and got a little closer to Shen Zhili, her hair brushed against Shen Zhili's cheek, which made her come back to her senses and stared at her gossipy look.
• 

  suluonan

  Besides, Liu Yaowen couldn't possibly agree.
• Shen Zhili was angry and retorted.
• 

  shenzhining

  My business is none of his business.
• Su Luonan wanted to say something else, but Lin Huiting called her name on the stage, she hurriedly stood up, ran up, followed, and soon arrived at Shen Zhiliong's side. She packed up her textbooks, got up and walked to the podium.
• When in the aisle, he rubbed shoulders with the oncoming Ma Jiaqi, and Li Jiaheng joked beside him. A faint aroma of milk disappeared in just a few seconds.
• 

  lijiaheng

  Yo, brother, what are you doing in a daze? Tell me, what number did you draw?
• Ma Jiaqi glanced lazily, threw the note in his hand into the drawer, no matter what size he was, he didn't care anyway.
• At that time, Shen Zhili and Su Luonan also walked down from the podium, accompanied by the joy and disappointment of the classmates in the class.
• 

  suluonan

  Hey, hey, what number did you draw, Xiaolie?
• 

  shenzhining

  Even.
• 

  suluonan

  What is the even number?
• 

  shenzhining

  Number 14.
• Su Luonan sighed with disappointment.
• 

  suluonan

  I'm breaking up with you, I'm number 7.
• That's not far, by the aisle.
• Shen Zhili walked along the aisle to find her seat. When she went around the top row of the third table, she walked down and stopped in Lin Chen's place.
• The serial number of the squad leader is No. 17, which means that he has to go up.
• Ma Jiaqi put his hands on the back of his head and watched the little figure walking back and forth in the class. With his head down, it was a kitten looking for his way home.
• 

  lijiaheng

  Eh, brother, what's your number? I'm going to change positions now, damn, what I'm doing is actually the cold class committee, it's really boring.
• Complaining is complaining, but few people dare to resist the position arranged by the dominatrix. Moreover, resisting this meaningless thing is also exhausting.
• The boy's eyes kept following the girl in the white short-sleeved top. It seemed that it was too hot. She took off her school uniform coat, her skin was snow-white and tender, with a ponytail tied, and there were a few messy strands of broken hair on her forehead. At the pinna, coupled with that fair and delicate face, in his eyes, it was extremely dazzling.
• Ma Jiaqi got up and kicked the position of the front table. The boy turned around and saw that the initiator was Ma Jiaqi, and his face was suddenly frightened and embarrassed.
• 

  majiaqi

  Classmate, change position.
• Hearing Ma Jiaqi say this, how dare he have the right to refuse, he quickly packed his schoolbag and gave up his seat as quickly as he fled.
• It just so happened that Shen Zhili saw this scene, and the position next to Ma Jiaqi was exactly where she wanted to sit.
• Seeing Shen Zhili coming over, Ma Jiaqi seemed to be meeting an old friend again.
• 

  majiaqi

  Hello, new classmates.
• 

  shenzhining

  ...
• Completely at ease.
• Shen Zhili put her schoolbag into the drawer. Before she drank the bottle of milk, she gently placed it on the table.
• 

  shenzhining

  Ma Jiaqi, you switch back.
• 

  majiaqi

  A what?
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