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Chapter 73 A Love Letter 3
Zhang Qingrou's eyes were fixed on Luo Xiaochan, and she took in all her expressions. She thought she knew Luo Xiaochan, she was timid, cowardly, and soft-hearted...

She pinches her heart softly!
Zhang Qingrou bit her lip again and looked at the trash can: "The love letter fell into the trash can, but it's fine if it falls in, a person like him is not worthy of your liking!"

She seemed to be venting her anger for Luo Xiaojiang.

Someone asked: "What is the content of the love letter? I really want to know, haha..."

Gong Jie raised his eyebrows: "The content of the love letter is naturally..." He suddenly stopped, his eyes flickered, and the last line of the love letter read: Noon lunch, come to the door of the cafeteria, I have a gift for you!Please come, that gift is my heart.

Naturally, he couldn't say it, couldn't reveal that he actually wanted a gift.

He read the love letter and planned to tear it up, but after thinking about it, he had to wait for someone at the cafeteria door. If the other party didn't see the love letter, wouldn't the gift be wasted?

but.

He waited at the entrance of the cafeteria for half an hour, but he didn't see a girl coming over with a gift. He just heard someone calling Luo Xiaojiang's name loudly at the door, and asked her if she would eat meat?

It means that Luo Xiaojiang has already eaten in the cafeteria, and she made herself wait at the door. Isn't this playing him?
Gong Gong shrugged his shoulders: "There are too many girls who wrote me love letters, and the content is almost the same, so there is nothing to say." He glanced at Luo Xiaochan with disdain, and pointed at her: "And you, ugly pig woman, please later Don't write me love letters anymore, I feel sick!"

He turned and left.

Luo Xiaojiang exuded a sinister air, her face was gloomy, her dark eyes were like ghosts, she stared straight at Gong Jie, and shouted loudly: "I didn't write you a love letter, I'm not an ugly pig!"

Gong Jie was obviously taken aback, and couldn't help feeling a little dizzy, unable to utter a single word.

Ye Zimu frowned slightly, looked at her worriedly, and then smiled softly: "I believe in you! You didn't write the love letter!"

He felt that it must not have been written by her, or he trusted her for no reason!

Zhang Qingrou looked up in shock.

Ye Zimu helped Luo Xiaochan up, his clear eyes seemed to see through everything, and his tone was slightly mocking: "Who is he? I don't even know him!"

Zhang Qingrou's pupils dilated, and she quickly said, "I also believe in Xiaochan, but, the love letter does have Xiaochan's name written on it..."

She pretended to touch her ankle, crying in pain.

A boy helped her up.

Gong Ji parted his lips: "Didn't she write it? You mean I slandered her? Could it be that I wrote a love letter to myself?"

He looked angry and walked back: "One, I don't know her, two, he is not qualified to be teased by me, three, I am not that boring."

He pointed at Luo Xiaojiang, with a mocking face all over his face: "You are really disgusting! You just wrote a love letter, and you dare not admit it! What do you mean by living?"

He straightened his skirt again and straightened his hairstyle: "Everyone in the school knows that I never get angry with girls. I'm very gentle, but..."

He stared at Luo Xiaojiang with contempt: "You are different! Dare to do it but not to be it! There are so many girls who wrote love letters to me, but none of them are like you, who obviously wrote it and bit it back."

Wu Xiaoling bowed her head, she knew best that Gong Jie was more angry because he didn't receive a gift!

Luo Xiaojiang clenched her hands tightly, the humiliation made her completely angry, her pupils were thick and black, and her voice was cold and hard: "I'll say it again! I didn't write the love letter!" Her eyes moved to Zhang Qingrou.

Zhang Qingrou's face was pale, her eyes flickered with fear, she told herself: Luo Xiaojiang!You are so weak, you must dare not tell the truth!

Gong Jie hooked his lips coldly and arrogantly: "It's not you? Are you still arguing? Everyone has seen your name..."

Luo Xiaojiang bit her lower lip, her clear pupils were faintly fluctuating with water mist, she took a breath, her resentful pupils locked onto Zhang Qingrou, just as she was about to speak, a cold and clear voice sounded: "Love letter, she didn't write it of!"

　PS: Some girls asked me not to update at 00:00, then I will update in advance!Lest you stay up all night!The next chapter 10 will be updated in [-] minutes. I am writing, and the speed of typing on my phone is very slow...

　　
　
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