"Who is more beautiful, me or the squad leader?" Jiang Ke asked.
"Monitor."
"Let's go see an ophthalmologist on Sunday," Jiang Ke said contemptuously.
"You are beautiful." Su Nan changed her words.
"Tasteful." Jiang Ke raised his eyebrows, indicating that you have good taste.
The senior year of Maplewood Middle School was reorganized into classes this year. Su Nan, a good student in the eyes of the teacher, was late for the start of school and had no choice but to be roommates with Jiang Ke.
"When I was a child, I felt that my left hand was so lazy, so I deliberately let my left hand work more and my right hand rest more." Jiang Ke held his head, watching Su Nan write her homework eloquently. Su Nan: "Then your idea is quite unique." Since Su Nan and Jiang Ke became roommates, there have been countless similar things. She really wanted to take a look at Jiang Ke's head.
Purpose: A record of love stories in student days