In the classroom, Wen Ran was listening carefully, lowering his head to write down some ideas for the topic. The sunlight shined through the blue curtains in his hair, coating the dark hair with a light golden color. It was quiet and beautiful. Fu Chen next to him was also staring at something intently, but this place was not a blackboard or exercises, but Wen Ran beside him. His eyes were full of tenderness, as if he wanted to carve Wen Ran into his bones.
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——This article will make you lose your teeth!
Let me tell you quietly, this is a be article, please enter with caution! If there is a cute request for extras, I will also write them. (The author covered his face and shivered as he passed by~(? ??` ?)~)
>Round 1 Hot Water Theorem
Wen Ran rubbed his aching stomach.
Fu Chen immediately asked with concern: "Of course, do you have a stomachache? Do you want to drink some hot water?"
Wen Ran...! "I'm not a woman. My stomach hurts because I ate too much. What hot water should I drink?" He slapped Fu Chen on the head.
Fu Chen opened his big watery eyes and stared pitifully at Wen Ran: "Ranran~"
"Okay, okay" Wen Ran said helplessly
"Then, drink some water?"
"..."
>Round 2 True Fragrance Theorem
For some reason, Fu Chen was so flustered that he woke up from his dream, as if the most important thing in his heart had been torn out. He staggered down the escalator and searched the whole room, but couldn't find anything about Wen Ran.
Yes, Wen Ran has been driven away by him, no, he will not leave him... Wen Ran, Ran Ran. . .
(The author floated by with a look of disgust on his face. It's his own fault and he will not live!)
Scumbag Zhongshou, let me say it again, the text must be be. If you don't die, how can you torture Fu Chen? (An idea struck)
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