"His family lives upstairs from me," Mo Bei said, "I changed classes in the first grade, his mother was my homeroom teacher, his father was my junior high school homeroom teacher, and he was my high school homeroom teacher." ”

Mo Bei also felt that something was wrong when he said it, as if he had arched the fire and came with a follow-up service of pouring oil.

"With your fate, you should start to have a sadomasochistic relationship at this stage in literature, right? Under the pressure of the teacher of public opinion, you will resign from the two places, start from the two places for five years, and finally reunite ......"

Tang Song himself could smell the smell of vinegar in the air, and Mo Bei shrunk half of his face into the quilt, revealing his two crooked eyes, and smiling a lot......

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