He Mengjie rolled her eyes and said angrily: "It's only when I listen to the rain that I believe it was a mosquito bite. If it were someone else, who would believe it!"
Wenxuan said proudly: "If you don't believe it, don't believe it. In this way, everyone knows that your cow dung has flowers in it. It's best, you can ask Wang Zihao out today and let him see mine.
masterpiece."
He Mengjie immediately started to attack: "Who is cow dung? Are you the cow dung?"
Wenxuan's face was filled with a gentle smile and compromised, "You are Xiangxiang's cow dung, and you will rush to insert it on it as long as it is a flower."
He Mengjie then became proud, raised her pointed chin and said, "Well... this is almost the same. It seems that I have to continue to exude the fragrance and attract more flowers to put it in..."
Wenxuan turned his head and blinked at her and said, "Just insert my lily, your head will be funny. If you insert another one, your IQ will be terrible."
Wenxuan's car was parked outside the school gate. He Mengjie was about to open the door and get out of the car, but Wenxuan suddenly stretched his head over and pointed his cheek with his fingers: "What? He just left like that? At least I was driving.
You come here, don’t give the travel expenses or at least give some gas money?”
He Mengjie smiled shyly and turned around to look around. When the class was about to start, the people at the gate were in a hurry. Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she stretched her head over and hurriedly on Wenxuan's cheek.
He printed a kiss, then quickly pushed the door and got out of the car.
After getting off the car, he ran to the dormitory and prepared for class with books. However, he was blocked by Hong Xingxing at the door of the dormitory.
"He Mengjie, you had a date last night and haven't returned. Let me be honest and honest. Did you get on the verge of someone yesterday?" Hong Xingxing asked with a smirk.
He Mengjie glared at her and said angrily: "What are you talking about? I went home last night."
"Go home?" Hong Xingxing raised his eyebrows and his eyes fell on her bright red lips, "It seems that's not..."
He Mengjie had a fever on her face, and ignored her and turned around to get the book on the desk. However, Hong Xingxing suddenly said loudly: "He Mengjie, I'll ask you, what week is today?"
He Mengjie was stunned and then replied blankly: "What week?" Oh, she was so dizzy these two days that she had even forgotten her life.
Hong Xingxing looked at her with a disdainful expression: "So I said, women in love have zero IQs. Judging from your negative IQ, it is no longer as simple as falling in love. It seems that it is indeed 80% of Ledu
Not holding on..."
Hong Xingxing was so gossiping that He Mengjie's face turned red. What can he do if he can't get on the base? Is it so pure?
"Today is Thursday, and there is only one elective course at 10 o'clock in the morning!" Bai Yueyue suddenly raised her head from the quilt and reminded He Mengjie in disgust.
He Mengjie was stunned, and then her heart sank, "Oh, I'm going to take elective courses again!"
The only self-selected course this semester has now become a heavy burden for He Mengjie.
From the first step when Chen Yuwei stepped into the classroom, He Mengjie felt anxious and anxious all day long.
Although Chen Yuwei has been acting like she doesn't know her since the first class, her actions have shown pressure on her. Students from other departments probably envy her for being valued by her teachers.
, but only she and Bai Yueyue, who was close to her, could see how physically she suffered from Chen Yuwei.