Sweetheart didn't know that something big was going on in Qinglang, so she still went to class beautifully, opened the notepad, she habitually wanted to draw a picture, but suddenly found a line of vigorous and powerful words:

Give me honest learning, don't play around!

Emma, she was startled, and the glasses girl on the side came over to take a look, lowered her voice and said, "Wow, whose word is this, so beautiful!"

"I don't know. Sweetheart scratched her hair, and suddenly remembered that Qinglang happened to be outside the door when she went to take a shower yesterday, could it be that he left it yesterday?

His handwriting is so good, it seems that he has been practiced, and he can actually write the style of pen words out of the brush words!

Sweetheart has no city, and immediately put shyness and sweetness on her face, and the glasses girl smacked her lips: "Left by the colonel? He is so talented, doesn't they all say that men with beautiful handwriting are ugly?"

"Who, who said that!" Sweetheart argued, "Qing Lang is an exception, he is good at everything!"

"Haha, this is starting to **** out of the eyes. The glasses girl maliciously bumped her elbow against her, "Hey, what did you guys do last night?"

"Why are you so annoying, can you still have a good class!" Sweetheart's head smoked, as if he had been poked in the center, and he wanted to bury his head in a drawer.

"The one who has a god horse, everyone is an adult! Is he in bed? I heard that the military is very violent!"

"Of course not, Qinglang people are very good. Sweetheart mumbled and snickered, but it's true that the soldiers are violent, because Qing Lang always likes to spank her!

"He's got everything right up and down, he eats grass, he milks milk, it's okay—" The glasses girl laughed.

"The girl with glasses in the third row from the left, she dared to speak up in my class, give me an answer to this question!" the lecturer said angrily as he pushed his glasses on the stage.

The glasses girl stuck out her tongue, and the sweetheart hurriedly handed over a small note on the side, and the day's class passed like this.

In the afternoon, Sweetheart couldn't help but want to call Qinglang, she hadn't contacted her for a day, and she didn't know what he was doing, but would calling him at this time prevent him from being busy?

Just thinking about it, the mobile phone suddenly vibrate, and she happily took it, and immediately wilted like a deflated ball.

It turned out to be Ma Weiwei! This thing is not wonderful at all!

"Are you out of class?" Ma Weiwei asked on the phone, "Come to my house tonight, my brother won't come home at night, go out on an appointment." ”

“…… Can't your brother do something serious?"

"That's what he's doing. Come out quickly, I'll be waiting for you at the gate of your school!" Ma Weiwei hung up the phone.

Sweetheart had no choice but to trot all the way out, and when she saw Ma Weiwei's open-top BMW at the school gate, Ma Weiwei stood up and waved to her.

She was wearing Chanel's sunglasses, wearing a fashionable new Marcjacobs dress, and her flaxen-colored hair was dancing in the wind, and her sweetheart ran over, Ma Weiwei pushed the car door, pouted at the students who had just walked by, and asked her, "Where are those firewood girls?"

"How would I have known that the school is so big. Sweetheart sniffed, "You're squirting so much perfume again." ”

"It's a dry thing to put it on, and forget it. Those bastards just now actually pointed at my car and said that I was packed, do you think they don't want to live anymore?

"Yes, yes, you're not the nouveau riche type at first glance, let's go. Sweetheart comforted, Ma Weiwei is so arrogant, dressing up like this to go to school, it's just to pull hatred!.

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