The male god of fast wear is not human

Chapter 547 I don't even look like you like

Chapter 547 I don't even look like you like (48)

"Are you in love?"

Kuang Qiansui didn't make the music sleepy.

joke,

The cat's paws can't help but shine out,

How can a professional excrement shoveler not know how to measure it?

"Huh? Mianmian.

talk?With me. "

Qu Jingmian was full of drafts and had no chance to perform.
At this moment, the entire facial expression muscles have lost their basic functions.

A pair of eyes stared at Kuang Qiantui.

Long, silent, unable to find a word.

It took a long time to say,
"again."

Kuang Chitose:?

Qu Jingmian repeated,

"Say it again.

Didn't hear clearly, doesn't count. "

Kuang Chitose: ...

"I have something to tell you, Mianmian doesn't want to hear it?"

Song Jingmian: ...

"Say it again and listen again."

Kuang Qiansui looked at him with a smile on his face,

"Do not say.

Just don't listen. "

Song Jingmian:!

"……What do you say."

Kuang Chisui raised his hand,
Pinching Qu Jingmian's unwilling face,
Give it a little squeeze,
Squeeze out a beep,

"Mianmian, let me ask you,

Do you like girls, or boys? "

Qu Jingmian was taken aback.

This is a trap question.

He can.

"I like Chitose."

Kuang Qiansui burst into a smile, feeling happy in his heart, he didn't turn the page,
"A. Girls, B. Boys. There is no choice for C."

Qu sleeps with deep eyes.

No matter how many routines there are, it remains the same.

Don't be fooled.

"Is Chitose a boy or a girl?"

Kuang Qiansui chuckled twice,
close your eyes suddenly,

The other hand that is always at your side,
back on the bed,

Support her whole body.

Squeeze the hand on Qu Jingmian's cheek, and lead him down.

Toot mouth,
lips that meet her,
printed together.

Then an understatement of secrets,

Seep from the crevices,
"I am, girl."

Qu Jingmian was still intoxicated by this sudden kiss a second before.

In the next second, he was completely stunned.

The brain hums and goes blank.

"whee."

I don't know who is secretly laughing.

……

Blink of an eye sophomore.

Qu Jingmian gave up the knitting interest class.

Because the teacher in charge turned into a math teacher for some reason.

Although it is a good thing for male teachers to replace female teachers.

But Qu Jingmian had no interest in attending classes while weaving.

Even if you don't go,

He also learned from others,

this math teacher,

No matter which interest class you are in charge of,
I like to teach my interest classes at the same time.

While handing out math test papers to everyone,

Look at it, do it, talk about it.

Qu Jingmian is not here to study!

Not active in get out of class, running first after class.

His biggest original intention to enroll in this high school was for the interest class.

Therefore,
Want him to give up an entire forest for a weave?

That is absolutely impossible.

Then,
Song Jingmian and Chun Tingyu in the second year of high school,

shift position,

I went to the National Snack Culture Research Class.

The teacher in charge is an old professor who retired and found a job in the library.
I don’t take them to study culture every time I attend class,
Just take them for a snack.

A variety of exquisite and delicious snacks,

Let every student have a great time "learning + eating".

Every Wednesday and Friday,

Qu Jingmian made an appointment with Kuang Qiantui,

go home early at night,

Bring her all kinds of snacks that he has learned to make now.

Of course, not every time.

Sometimes Mr. Zuo would not let people go,

Qu Jingmian didn't care either.
Turning around, he gave the snacks to his younger brother Qu Zhuxiao.

Qu Zhuxiao was very moved by this, and cried while eating.

Even if my brother is not close to his parents,
Still close to him.

Chun Tingyu is the only one who knows the truth,
I can't help but worry about myself.

Will one day be silenced by the young lady because she knows too much.

(End of this chapter)

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