The night before he made Lingjiu angry, Zhu An felt even more insecure.
Her current situation was that she was living under someone else's roof. She was still in the same class as Yu Lingjiu, and she didn't look up at him all day long. What's more, she was unfamiliar with the place.
After thinking about it, Zhu An picked up her phone, clicked on the search box, and entered: Tips for getting closer to people.
Pulling down with your finger, you picked the one with the most likes and the most reliable one, clicked on it, and saw the first one in black enhanced font.
1. Don't have impure motives...
Zhu An: "..."
However, Zhu An soon felt that this idea was very sinful.
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Zhu An closed the vocabulary book, a little absent-minded.
After a few minutes, she picked up her phone and stood up.
By chance, she glanced at a window along the periphery of the corridor and saw Ling Jiu opening the refrigerator to get a soda.
He seemed to have just returned from exercising outside. His hair was dripping with water, his chest was heaving and he was breathing slightly.
Wearing a sleeveless white T-shirt, revealing his sickly white arms, the cold white light shone on his delicate face, leaving almost no trace of blood.
Zhu An looked slightly lost in thought.
It's so weak...
Optimist x world-weary
Intention: No internal friction