Chapter 113
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Obviously, mu Qianlian also understood Bai Huang's intention. This is a man. He obviously did something wrong, but he refused to apologize for face.
She was wrong about Baihuang!
Hum!
The slender jade fingers danced and admired Qianlian. He wrote quickly in a very serious state.
"After listening to what you just said, I trembled with anger. I sweated all over at night and my hands and feet were cold."
"Hell is empty. The devil is on earth. Can the world be better? How can I live to your satisfaction?"
"Tears flowed down without any effort."
“o(╥﹏╥)o。”
The contents written on the board made Bai Huang speechless.
However, it was only a momentary reaction. After returning to his senses, Bai Huang quietly drank lotus seed soup and didn't want to argue with mu Qianlian at all.
Anyway, he knows. At this time, he can't deal with mu Qianlian, otherwise mu Qianlian has a hundred ways to hurt himself.
Cherish life and refuse to communicate with mu Qianlian.
After drinking the little lotus seed soup left in the pot, Bai Huang cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, including those used by mu Qianlian.
At eleven fifty in the evening, Bai Huang and mu Qianlian went up to the second floor together.
When he came to his room, Bai Huang took advantage of the situation and told mu Qianlian: "remind me that the school will be closed for a day tomorrow."
Hearing this, mu Qianlian, who originally planned to go directly to his room, immediately stopped and immediately came to Baihuang. Without saying a word, he grabbed Baihuang's sleeve and dragged Baihuang to his room.
A few seconds later.
"Bang!"
The sound of a door closing came out. Mu Qianlian locked the door for the first time and blocked the door with his body.
"Hey, hey, don't mess around. Although we have just had a conflict, we should speak well no matter what. You locked me in your room for such a strange reason. I have the right to protest." Bai Huang preached in words of justice.
Take out the color pen and cardboard, Mu Qian wrote, "my room has the final say, understand?"
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Obviously, mu Qianlian also understood Bai Huang's intention. This is a man. He obviously did something wrong, but he refused to apologize for face.
She was wrong about Baihuang!
Hum!
The slender jade fingers danced and admired Qianlian. He wrote quickly in a very serious state.
"After listening to what you just said, I trembled with anger. I sweated all over at night and my hands and feet were cold."
"Hell is empty. The devil is on earth. Can the world be better? How can I live to your satisfaction?"
"Tears flowed down without any effort."
“o(╥﹏╥)o。”
The contents written on the board made Bai Huang speechless.
However, it was only a momentary reaction. After returning to his senses, Bai Huang quietly drank lotus seed soup and didn't want to argue with mu Qianlian at all.
Anyway, he knows. At this time, he can't deal with mu Qianlian, otherwise mu Qianlian has a hundred ways to hurt himself.
Cherish life and refuse to communicate with mu Qianlian.
After drinking the little lotus seed soup left in the pot, Bai Huang cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, including those used by mu Qianlian.
At eleven fifty in the evening, Bai Huang and mu Qianlian went up to the second floor together.
When he came to his room, Bai Huang took advantage of the situation and told mu Qianlian: "remind me that the school will be closed for a day tomorrow."
Hearing this, mu Qianlian, who originally planned to go directly to his room, immediately stopped and immediately came to Baihuang. Without saying a word, he grabbed Baihuang's sleeve and dragged Baihuang to his room.
A few seconds later.
"Bang!"
The sound of a door closing came out. Mu Qianlian locked the door for the first time and blocked the door with his body.
"Hey, hey, don't mess around. Although we have just had a conflict, we should speak well no matter what. You locked me in your room for such a strange reason. I have the right to protest." Bai Huang preached in words of justice.
Take out the color pen and cardboard, Mu Qian wrote, "my room has the final say, understand?"
Obviously, mu Qianlian also understood Bai Huang's intention. This is a man. He obviously did something wrong, but he refused to apologize for face.She was wrong about Baihuang!Hum!The slender jade fingers danced and admired Qianlian. He wrote quickly in a very serious state."After listening to what you just said, I trembled with anger. I sweated all over at night and my hands and feet were cold.""Hell is empty. The devil is on earth. Can the world be better? How can I live to your satisfaction?""Tears flowed down without any effort."ooThe contents written on the board made Bai Huang speechless.However, it was only a momentary reaction. After returning to his senses, Bai Huang quietly drank lotus seed soup and didn't want to argue with mu Qianlian at all.Anyway, he knows. At this time, he can't deal with mu Qianlian, otherwise mu Qianlian has a hundred ways to hurt himself.Cherish life and refuse to communicate with mu Qianlian.After drinking the little lotus seed soup left in the pot, Bai Huang cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, including those used by mu Qianlian.At eleven fifty in the evening, Bai Huang and mu Qianlian went up to the second floor together.When he came to his room, Bai Huang took advantage of the situation and told mu Qianlian: "remind me that the school will be closed for a day tomorrow."Hearing this, mu Qianlian, who originally planned to go directly to his room, immediately stopped and immediately came to Baihuang. Without saying a word, he grabbed Baihuang's sleeve and dragged Baihuang to his room.A few seconds later."Bang!"The sound of a door closing came out. Mu Qianlian locked the door for the first time and blocked the door with his body."Hey, hey, don't mess around. Although we have just had a conflict, we should speak well no matter what. You locked me in your room for such a strange reason. I have the right to protest." Bai Huang preached in words of justice.Take out the color pen and cardboard, Mu Qian wrote, "my room has the final say, understand?"
