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Chapter 71 Do You Hate Him?
She didn't say what the weather was like here, but he knew that it was going to rain that day, and he would remind her to bring an umbrella.

Such a thoughtful person touched her heart for a long time.

She often complained to Liang Chen that there was a cheap boy around who liked to grab things from her, and he was silent for a long time, who responded to messages in seconds, and then asked: [You hate him? 】

Qiao Muli typed on the keyboard indignantly: [I hate it!annoying!I have never hated someone so much in my life! 】

【understood. 】

Seeing such an answer, she was stunned for a moment, and when she was thinking about whether to change the subject, he sent another message: [Then to you, is he different from others? 】

【It must be different, the people around me are not as annoying as him】

【understood】

Although Qiao Muli felt that Liangchen's reaction was a bit strange, his temperament was usually so indifferent.After thinking about this for a moment, she talked about the new plot of the game copy.

"Mulli, Muli?"

The calling sound in her ear brought her thoughts back, and she gradually regained her senses, and the things in front of her eyes became clear again.

It's not my home where I play games with Liang Chen every day, but the university dormitory.

"Sorry, I've been away for a while."

Seeing that her out-of-focus eyes finally lighted up, Ding Ran heaved a sigh of relief, "You did it just once? It's been half a century!"

Pan Zheng looked at her more complicatedly, "Mu Li, the best way to forget the old love is a new love and time. But I don't want to see you tortured by time, why not find a new love, there are many handsome boys in the Arwen Basketball Association Brother, I can..."

Qiao Muli quickly interrupted her: "Stop! It's not as exaggerated as you said! I don't like good days now!"

Pan Zheng asked back, "Don't tell me your heart belongs to you?"

A vague figure flashed in his mind, and Qiao Muli's heart throbbed suddenly.

She shook her head, "No, I said I didn't think so when I was a freshman."

"If you don't want to look for it, why don't you look at the head office?" Pan Zheng was determined to make Qiao Muli completely forget about that game friend, and then changed direction, "I heard that there will be a swimming competition in the gymnasium this Saturday. Students will participate!"

Pan Zheng took advantage of Qiao Muli's love of looking at beauties and handsome guys. Hearing what she said, he immediately became interested.

"Go, of course!"

Ding Ran had an expression of wanting to go but hesitating to speak.

"However, are you still afraid that your classmates will find out that you are looking at other boys?" Pan Zheng began to persuade Ding Ran, "You have never seen each other anyway, and he won't know if you don't tell me. Before you take a step closer, cherish it." Take your time alone."

Seeing Pan Zheng's eager persuasion, Qiao Muli looked like a matchmaker crazy about her performance, "But Zhengzheng, what should your boyfriend do if he finds out?"

Pan Zheng's face froze for a moment, and his voice was raised a little: "So what if you know? The status of the family is here, how dare he say no one?"

Ding Ran hugged Pan Zheng's thigh, with an attitude of humbly asking for advice: "Zhengzheng, would you mind sending me a copy of your husband's guide? I want to learn too!"

"When you get married with that person, I will give you good advice."

swimming contest……

Qiao Muli recalled a swimming competition held by the school in the second year of high school, and she was responsible for the logistics preparation of a girl student in the same class.

She took the confirmation form and went to the women's locker room to sign for the female students, but because of a cold and dizzy the night before, she misread the sign on the door and entered the men's locker room by mistake.

The moment she opened the door, she saw a boy with his back turned to her, his cold white complexion was even more dazzling from the light that came in through the blinds.

(End of this chapter)