The girls' dormitory over there.

"Hahahahahaha

Like the bitter cold, Sheng Jiuran, who was laughing and burping, fell on Xie Qi a little "weakly", "God learns the legend of God's Hand, who is the first to talk nonsense about this unscientific thing?" ”

Xie Squeak's fingers curled the long red and copper-colored curls of the wine, and nodded seriously while playing, "If you want to study well, you must read more books and brush up on questions." ”

"But the final exam is coming, and it's too late to brush up on the questions and read the book."

Hold a carp and sit up.

Her big upturned eyes stared straight at Qiao Nian, who was knitting a scarf, and she was about to move, "But I have time to touch the little hands of our Qiao God Fairy!" ”

Christmas is coming, and the time is a little tight, so as soon as I returned to the dormitory, I immediately followed the video teaching and knitted Qiao Nian.

"If you don't study hard all the time, even if you touch my hand a hundred times, your math won't change your mind to you."

She didn't lift her head, and said so indifferently and ruthlessly.

Sheng Jiuran, who was hit, covered his heart: QAQ!

"Squeaky female goose, miss her so ruthless, so cold, my heart hurts, you help me quickly."

Sheng Jiuran said, while unbuttoning a jacket, the light that gently swayed in his eyes, even if unconscious, overflowed with style.

Xie Qi blushed, she pushed the wine ran, "Jiu Ran, how did you become so .....?"

She couldn't think of a euphemism for a while, so she blushed and whispered a word, "Sao." ”

The wine that was hit again was louder.

Liang Zixin, who was on the opposite bed, listened to their laughter and covered the textbook.

She seems to be moving a lot, but her voice is small.

She stared at the happy scene of them talking and laughing, and then looked at the text message that her parents had just replied, and her nails couldn't help but dig into her palms.

···

Because 6 students from the school advanced to the urban competition of the Suili Cup, the principal specially held an award ceremony for them.

Everyone in the audience is eyeing Qiao Nian, who is holding awards and bonuses, and is about to step off the podium.... hands.

They all already know the legend of the "Hand of the Gods", whether it is true or not, they want to verify it.

Even if it's fake, it's not a loss to be able to touch the little hands of Fairy Qiao!

"Oh, the people around me want to touch Niannian's little hands, you look at their eyes, they are all staring at Niannian."

Sheng Jiuran looked like he was watching a good show, and deliberately raised his hand to stimulate Huo Yan, who was unhappy, "You know? Niannian's little hands are really slippery. ”

"I want to be beaten up."

Huo Yan's eyes sank like dripping ink, and his voice was very cold, "I don't mind beating you in front of your father." ”

Listen, is this what people say!?

Although Sheng Jiuran was a little cowardly, she still gave herself a bold hey and continued to pick the side, "I can touch Niannian's little hands, it's really ..... to be a ghost."

The last word "flow" was about to be spit out under Huo Yan's eyes when she bravely met Huo Yan's eyes looking at the dead.

She glanced at it and immediately stopped.

As if sensing something, Huo Yan rolled his eyes.

I saw that Qiao Nian, who had just stepped off the podium, did not go in the direction of his class, but walked towards class 9, his position.

His thin lips pursed a sharp arc from just now, and he saw Qiao Nian walking towards him.

She met his gaze and smiled slightly.

At that moment, the corner of his forehead suddenly jumped, and his Adam's apple rolled lightly.