The experimental class of No. 3 Middle School was reorganized, and Fu Ying squeezed into the first class by hanging on the back of the car and became Xie Mang's deskmate.
Xie Mang was tall, long-legged and good-looking, but had a cold temper and eccentric personality. Before Fu Ying had time to be happy, she was squeezed into a corner of the rooftop by her collar.
Fu Ying shrank her head: "What... What are you doing?"
Xie Mang's face was expressionless: "What do you think I want to do?"
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Fu Ying is Yan Gou in capital letters. When she sees Xie Mang, she never wants to leave. She really wants to take it as her own.
Food, water, band-aids, and math questions asked for explanations.
Xie Mang: "Get out."
Half a month later.
Xie Mang held down Fu Ying's homework book: "This question is quite difficult. Can I explain it to you?"
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At a certain class reunion, Fu Ying got drunk on a whim and relied on Xie Mang to refuse to get up.
Some students finally couldn't help but rushed up: "Xie Mang, what's going on between you and Fu Ying?"
Xie Mang, who had always been cold and stoic, smiled tenderly and gently stroked the soft black hair of the person in his arms: "This is my little ancestor."
I want to support, pamper and hurt her, but seeing her frown makes me feel distressed for a long time.