Jiang Qiao and Su Xi sat on the steps on the side of the sports field, drinking milk tea, basking in the sun, and chatting with each other. The cold winter wind whirled, making the sun shining overhead bluff without a hint of warmth. Su Xi tightened the milk tea in her hand to keep warm, and the warmth of her palm reminded her of the nasty ghost just now, arrogant and domineering one second ago, and a little low appearance after another, and suddenly felt a little funny. This person is actually quite funny if he is not so annoying......

Jiang Qiao sat beside her, holding her chin and biting the straw sullenly. But she couldn't sit still, as if she had a nail under her p-thigh, and every once in a while she had to stretch her neck to look in one direction a few times, and then drooped her head in frustration.

Su Xi couldn't help but ask, "Aqiao, what the hell are you."

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