Mo Ting held the shoe cabinet and put on his shoes with difficulty, and said, "Discrete, do you want to come over this afternoon, let me tell you about Li Zong?" Mo Ting insisted on not sitting and wearing shoes while shaking, and she didn't know who gave her the courage.

"I'm not here this afternoon, that little ghost in my house hasn't seen me yet." Zhong Lisan had already put on his shoes, carried his schoolbag, and stood aside.

"En", Mo Ting's grace was not finished, and the whole person fell down, Zhong Lisan's eyes quickly supported Mo Ting.

"Scared me to death", Mo Tingting breathed a sigh of relief, "I almost fell and ate".

Mo Ting looked at Zhong Lisan's hand that didn't let go, and looked at Zhong Lisan suspiciously. Zhong Lisan let go of her, but stretched out his hand in front of Mo Ting, "Help me wear it."

After Mo Ting finished putting on his shoes, he was about to use the ghost roar magic skill to force He Yu out. As soon as I looked up, I was right in front of me, with a schoolbag in my hand.

"This, the noble man forgets things, doesn't he?" Mo Ting's skin is very thick, "Let's go quickly, it seems to be late."

After the first class, when I came back from fetching water, I saw Mo Ting lying on the table, not sleeping. "Drink water", why not hand Mo Ting's bottle to Mo Ting.

With a look in his eyes, Mo Ting took one sip after another, and after a few sips, "I can't drink anymore", he closed the bottle.

Why didn't he sit down, saw Mo Ting's puzzled look, and said awkwardly, "What's wrong with you?" ”。

"You say, why don't I have that kind of idol feeling for Zhong Dispersion now?" Don't listen to what you say.

Why don't you want to listen carefully, but you can't hear anything, and ask "what do you say" in a louder voice?

The feelings themselves said that, why didn't they hear anything. Mo listened and hooked his hand, raised the volume and said to He Wei, "Why be stupid".

I don't know why the class suddenly became quiet at this moment, causing everyone to hear what Mo had heard. Although Mo Ting boasted that he was very thick-skinned, he still blushed, glared at him, and buried his head on the desk.

Why don't the corners of his mouth rise, with a smile in his eyes, he knocked on Mo Ting's table, "The teacher is here."

So, Mo Ting raised his face as red as a monkey's buttocks.

"Why don't you listen to it" ghost roar magic is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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