I sent Luo Qiao lunch for a month,
The gloomy and taciturn poor student confessed his love to me.
The rich second-generation boyfriend jumped out from the corner with a group of people and laughed wildly.
"If you lose the bet, remember to transfer money to me!"
"This kid is usually extremely aloof, but it turns out he's just a poor toad who wants to eat swan meat!"
The light in Luo Qiao's eyes disappeared little by little and became lifeless again.
Looking at the scientific research leaders who will control the lifeblood of social economy in the future,
Then he touched his still-disabled leg,
I slapped my boyfriend's smile away.
"This month's meal is my reward for asking the university master to tutor me. Don't even think about causing trouble!"
If we say that thirty-year-old Luo Qiao and Su Rong are destined to be tragic.
Then let you and I, seventeen years old, get to know each other again.
Egg fried rice won NVP