Ganlu still didn't dare to open her eyes rashly. She lay on the table and gritted her teeth. She did a lot of mental construction for herself before slowly opening her eyes...
Li Ziting was standing there, with no arms or legs missing, wearing a white windbreaker that he said he would never wear again.
The color is as white as snow.
Elegant, but also freezing cold.
He looks taller than before, probably over 1.83 meters tall, and his legs are particularly slender...
He is gone.
He appears again.
Appeared out of nowhere.
"Len, you are here. Thank you for helping me gather the number of people for the time being. I want to treat you to a meal. Let's go." Professor Zhu's voice suddenly interrupted.
"No need." Li Ziting turned to Professor Zhu at the classroom door and nodded lightly, "Please take care of me in the future, Professor."
"It should, it should, then I'll leave first."
Professor Zhu left.
…
It turned out that I was helping Professor Zhu gather the number of people.
That means it has nothing to do with her.
That said, even Professor Zhu didn't know that he had childhood autism.
His image...is maintained perfectly, and he doesn't need anyone to worry about him.
Ganlu sat up straight and began to clear away the books on the table, ignoring him.
Do you want her to go up and say: Hi, long time no see, how are you and that bitch Gan Tian doing?!
…
"Gan Xiaolu, I'm back."
Li Ziting then turned to look at her. His voice was still as damn good as before, so charming and charming.
It’s exactly the same as the message on QQ.
return……
Where to go?! Stop lying.
She hates hypocrisy, these upper-class rich children who like to use lies as a beautiful cloak.
…
Ganlu stood up without saying a word.
A beautiful bouquet of purple flowers was suddenly handed to her eyes. Under the bouquet, his hands were slender and white, more beautiful than the flowers.
Not the vulgar big bouquets of red roses.
They are small flowers, clustered together, not exaggerated, freshly wrapped, and beautiful in color.
It's a purple hyacinth.
She's really pretty, and she really knows how to choose flowers.
Her hand almost grabbed it impulsively, but her mouth moved faster and she laughed coldly and sarcastically, "Li Ziting, you are so vulgar."
"..."
She raised her eyes and saw the embarrassment and embarrassment on his face.
The discomfort in Li Ziting's eyes disappeared in a flash, the hand holding the bouquet froze in mid-air, and his dark eyes looked at her deeply.
"Get out of the way!"
Ganlu said angrily, picked up the books on the table and walked past him.
The moment they passed each other, his free hand easily grasped her arm. His voice was a little deep, and he turned his handsome face to the side and looked directly at her, "I've been busy these past few months.
, are you angry?"
Something happened?
Are you angry?
Just these few words... It’s over?! It’s over?!
Ganlu pushed his hand away in disgust and stared at his three-dimensional features, "Do I know you?"
No matter how strong she was, she could never resist him, and his hand still held her arm firmly.
He frowned slightly and said calmly, "You were still calling my name just now."
"..."
Ganlu was choked and injured internally. The phone on her body rang. Ganlu held the book in one hand and went to get the phone with the other.
The word "Zhao Mo" danced on the screen of the mobile phone.
A problem has not been solved.
A trouble comes again...
Ever since Zhao Mo said those specious words in the car last time, Gan Lu was so frightened that she didn't even dare to answer his phone... Gan Lu still didn't dare to open her eyes rashly, lying on the table and gritting her teeth tightly, giving
After doing a lot of mental construction, I slowly opened my eyes...
Li Ziting was standing there, with no arms or legs missing, wearing a white windbreaker that he said he would never wear again.
The color is as white as snow.
Elegant, but also freezing cold.
He looks taller than before, probably over 1.83 meters tall, and his legs are particularly slender...
He is gone.
He appears again.
Appeared out of nowhere.
"Len, you are here. Thank you for helping me gather the number of people for the time being. I want to treat you to a meal. Let's go." Professor Zhu's voice suddenly interrupted.
"No need." Li Ziting turned to Professor Zhu at the classroom door and nodded lightly, "Please take care of me in the future, Professor."
"It should, it should, then I'll leave first."
Professor Zhu left.
…
It turned out that I was helping Professor Zhu gather the number of people.
That means it has nothing to do with her.
That said, even Professor Zhu didn't know that he had childhood autism.
His image...is maintained perfectly, and he doesn't need anyone to worry about him.
Ganlu sat up straight and began to clear away the books on the table, ignoring him.
Do you want her to go up and say: Hi, long time no see, how are you and that bitch Gan Tian doing?!
…
"Gan Xiaolu, I'm back."
Li Ziting then turned to look at her. His voice was still as damn good as before, so charming and charming.
It’s exactly the same as the message on QQ.
return……
Where to go?! Stop lying.
She hates hypocrisy, these upper-class rich children who like to use lies as a beautiful cloak.
…
Ganlu stood up without saying a word.
A beautiful bouquet of purple flowers was suddenly handed to her eyes. Under the bouquet, his hands were slender and white, more beautiful than the flowers.
Not the vulgar big bouquets of red roses.
They are small flowers, clustered together, not exaggerated, freshly wrapped, and beautiful in color.
It's a purple hyacinth.
She's really pretty, and she really knows how to choose flowers.
Her hand almost grabbed it impulsively, but her mouth moved faster and she laughed coldly and sarcastically, "Li Ziting, you are so vulgar."
"..."
She raised her eyes and saw the embarrassment and embarrassment on his face.
The discomfort in Li Ziting's eyes disappeared in a flash, the hand holding the bouquet froze in mid-air, and his dark eyes looked at her deeply.
"Get out of the way!"
Ganlu said angrily, picked up the books on the table and walked past him.
The moment they passed each other, his free hand easily grasped her arm. His voice was a little deep, and he turned his handsome face to the side and looked directly at her, "I've been busy these past few months.
, are you angry?"
Something happened?
Are you angry?
Just these few words... It’s over?! It’s over?!
Ganlu pushed his hand away in disgust and stared at his three-dimensional features, "Do I know you?"
No matter how strong she was, she could never resist him, and his hand still held her arm firmly.
He frowned slightly and said calmly, "You were still calling my name just now."
"..."
Ganlu was choked and injured internally. The phone on her body rang. Ganlu held the book in one hand and went to get the phone with the other.
The word "Zhao Mo" danced on the screen of the mobile phone.
A problem has not been solved.
A trouble comes again...
Ever since Zhao Mo said those specious words in the car last time, Ganlu was so frightened that she didn't even dare to answer his phone...