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Chapter 242: So Little Ah Xing Often Dreams About Me

"You really deserve a beating!"

A voice of laughter came, and Ke Lei threw the spectacled man aside like a chicken. An inelegant gesture and a loud noise attracted everyone's attention.

Ke Lei quickly muffled Han Yixing's exclamation and pulled her to hide behind the bookshelf.

When the library became quiet again, the man with glasses got up, murmured "Senior", and ran away in despair.

Han Yixing pulled his hand down and his eyes widened, "Ke Lei, I'm not dreaming, why are you here?" [

"Ha, so little Axing often dreams of me?"

The two of them hid behind the bookshelf and whispered in whispers. The afternoon became quiet, and a ray of sunlight came in, illuminating his somewhat decadent look. He slightly bent his legs and played with the black chain on his wrist.

"Stop joking, where did you go that day? I heard from Ricky and the others that you went after that woman. She didn't do anything to you, right?"

She looked at him with some worry. This man seemed to always like to joke, but today his sense of decadence was so strong that it even outweighed the evil spirit he always carried.

"Hey, you think so little of me. How can a woman hurt me?" He slapped her with a deliberately dissatisfied hand and ruffled her hair, then he smiled a little.

Han Yixing was in a daze. He didn't know why, but he suddenly thought of Meng Beichen's deliberate performance that morning when he helped her fix her hair.

She reached out uncomfortably and fixed her hair. Seeing that he didn't seem to want to talk about what happened that day, she changed the subject, "Why are you in the library of our school?"

"Girl, how can you say this is just your school? Can't I read a book?" He said half-seriously, and actually pulled out a book from behind his back.

Then put it on your lap and study it carefully.

Han Yixing was a little unbelievable. He had only met Gretsch twice. He always seemed mysterious and mysterious, but this time he came to the library to read.

He always wore black, and his temperament really didn't match the library. After waiting for a long time, he was really reading quietly. She looked away, but there was doubt in it and she couldn't calm down anymore.


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