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"You must have remembered wrong" Zhang Meng looked at Lin Xiaofang with a not very good face, and when she saw Lin Xiaofang's embarrassed look, she suddenly felt that they were laughing at others just now, which was very ridiculous. Pinshu.com

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry back, otherwise we will definitely be laughed at when we are seen" Cui Nana said and pulled Su Xiaoxiao towards their bedroom, "Maybe let's be natural, they won't notice us" Before Lin Xiaofang's words were finished, she was grabbed by Zhang Meng and quickly ran towards the bedroom.

"Fortunately, we came back faster" As soon as Cui Nana's voice fell, the assembly whistle sounded, Cui Nana glanced at Su Xiaoxiao speechlessly, and quickly ran downstairs, fortunately, they had already packed up before, even if they went back and forth twice, they were still the fastest.

And those who thought that they were really on holiday this afternoon were still getting dressed when Su Xiaoxiao and the others ran to the meeting place, "Instructor, did you see us go back and deliberately blow the whistle to make the assembly" Cui Nana gasped and looked at Li Wei who was standing in front of her with a smile on her face with a depressed face.

"Of course not, I just want to see your reflexes" In response to Cui Nana's questioning, Li Wei returned with a smile, Zhang Meng bumped into Su Xiaoxiao, with an inquiring look in his eyes, after all, everyone usually dares not talk to the instructor like this during training.

And Cui Nana's tone just now was obvious, she and the instructor in front of her should have known each other before, "Nana's male god" Su Xiaoxiao whispered in Zhang Meng's ear, but her voice was a little small, and Zhang Meng was stunned to hear that Li Wei was Cui Nana's man.

"What, what did you say about them?" Are they engaged" Zhang Meng looked at Su Xiaoxiao with an incredulous expression, and other classmates came one after another, hearing Zhang Meng's words, Cui Nana subconsciously asked, "What engagement?" "Xiaoxiao said that the instructor is your man, are you engaged" Zhang Meng's voice was not loud, Cui Nana looked at Zhang Meng suspiciously, and asked with some incomprehension, "He is my male god, but what does this have to do with being engaged or not?"

"Don't you want to marry him?" Zhang Meng looked at Cui Nana in surprise, during this period of getting along, she knew that Cui Nana was the same as her, usually very aggressive, but she was not the kind of person who had no heart, on the contrary, many things, they knew very well in their hearts, but sometimes they didn't want to worry too much.

"Aren't idols used to worship?" Cui Nana looked at Zhang Meng suspiciously, Zhang Meng turned her head and looked at Su Xiaoxiao with a veiled face, "I just said that the instructor is Nana's male god, not a man, are you listening to it" Su Xiaoxiao looked at Zhang Meng who was stunned in place with a funny smile.

"Didn't you say it was her man just now? How did she become a male god" Zhang Meng looked at Su Xiaoxiao in surprise, but before Su Xiaoxiao could say anything, the instructor had already begun to blow the whistle, and the whole team took everyone to run around the playground.

Until the break, Zhang Meng kept carrying that question, "I think you two owe me a reasonable explanation, I just heard a man, why did I become a male god in a blink of an eye" Zhang Meng looked at Su Xiaoxiao with a straight face and an unhappy face, and finally fixed her eyes on Cui Nana.

After all, if it wasn't for her second misunderstanding just now, she wouldn't be so sure that she heard it right just now, "What to explain? Didn't I just say it very clearly, he is my male god, idol, don't you like him" Cui Nana's questioning suddenly made Zhang Meng's face a little red, there are not many girls in the class who don't like their two instructors, although they are very strict, but they are injured, when they are about to pass out, they will always comfort them at the first time when they are unwell.

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