There were not many people sitting in the first row where she sat, and everyone used to grab the seats in the back because it was easy to miss out, so she and this man were the only ones sitting in the entire first row.
After Luo Ping's heart was injured, Rong Zhong introduced her secretly and calmly, and even gave her a naughty smile.
Luo Ping's family is a typical rich second generation. They are good-looking. To describe it in today's language, they would be tall, handsome and rich. Therefore, they have always been arrogant in the class, but these days they are particularly flattering to Xinhan.
When Guoguo was pretending to be disappointed, she disliked this kind of person the most, but she got along with him and teased him.
When it comes to picking up handsome guys, in Guoguo’s words, it means that if you don’t pick up, it’s no use. If you pick up, it’s no use. Who doesn’t pick up if you pick up? [
Guoguo never let go of this handsome guy following her behind to wipe her sweat, carry an umbrella, and carry her school bag.
Before Xinhan entered the classroom this morning, Luo Ping occupied a seat for her at the back. Unexpectedly, after Xinhan entered the classroom, she simply ignored his wave and sat in the front row for the rare occasion.
He was feeling puzzled, but was impressed by Xinhan's talent. At this moment, his feelings for Xinhan Sima Zhao became more and more obvious.
"Hello, my name is Xinhan." Xinhan didn't care.
After saying hello, I started to take out the books for the next class, then went to the toilet, and when I came back, the class bell rang.
Luo Ping felt chilled that he was pretending to be cool. He obviously knew him but pretended not to know him.
However, who made him fall in love with her at first sight? At this moment, she was sitting next to him, with a faint fragrance exuding from her body, which went straight into the tip of his nose, making him seem to be tempted to want her more.
Get closer.
Artists' nerves are always particularly sensitive, especially when it comes to feeling chilly, which is the most sensitive nerve among the sensitive.
She instinctively felt that she didn't like the monitor next to her!
After class, she hurriedly left the main building, and the monitor followed her like a fly, which made her feel very bored.
I followed the crowd out of the main building after class, and when I arrived at the door, I realized it was raining heavily.
Fortunately, she brought an umbrella. Brother Shanzi reminded her in the morning that the weather forecast said there would be thunderstorms today.
She carried her shoulder bag, opened her umbrella, and walked down the stairs step by step with her skirt in hand. Suddenly a boy came out of the umbrella, bent over, and smiled naughtily at her: "Xinxin, I didn't bring an umbrella, thank you, thank you."