Zhuo Nan felt as if this person was right next to him, and he actually knew that he was taking classes and working in a coffee shop. Zhuo Nan glanced at the classroom with Yu Huan and Yan Hui, the number one suspects, could it be the classmates in the class? Deliberately playing this kind of joke with him.

Zhuo Nan's speculation is still grounded, the person who sent the text message must undoubtedly be a man, and the people who know his sexuality are school students in addition to his family, and the ones who know that he is going to work at night are almost all classmates in their class.

Who could it be? Zhuo Nan half-squinted his eyes swept over the faces of the few men in the class like radar electronic eyes, and after a circle, he doubted his guess again.

The boys in the liberal arts class were like weeds in the seedling field, pulling and sweeping them away

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