Because of nervousness, Qian Jiao's hands hanging on both sides were trembling slightly, her heart was beating like a drum, and there seemed to be a little person in her chest beating wildly on her heart. Logically speaking, this should not belong to her who has been so shameless in society for so many years. This feeling came from her who was still eighteen years old...
"Hey... What's the matter?" Fan Qijie on the opposite side asked strangely;
Qian Jiao couldn't help but exhale softly and adjust her breathing, "That..." "..." "I, I, I...!" I like you! ! Qian Jiaojiao only said the word "I"; "I..." Like you? ! ! ! Qian Jiao's mouth seemed to be stuck with glue, and she could only come out with the word "I". She covered her mouth in horror. What's going on? What happened?
The person opposite saw that she couldn't explain the reason, but even though it was strange, he still said: "If you have anything to do, let's talk about it after class. Class is about to begin!"
Qian Jiao covered her mouth and nodded absentmindedly...
Then the next day, she met Fan Qijie on the stairs holding hands with a famous beauty in the class, looking like a sweet couple. Qian Jiao stared at the hands held by the two in stunned silence, with mixed emotions in her heart and she cursed: "Fuck, you are so nimble in your movements... Can't you stop?"
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