Evil CEO has been divorced again!

Qin Xin returned to school very late.

In the happy play, I finally returned a favor.

Mr. Nalan gave Xiaoshuang expensive life-saving medicine, she used more than 10 times the value, quietly returned.

You know, she doesn't have the time to ask her to have a test.

After all, artificial intelligence is only a small interest of her. Her main business is still on medicine.

In the bedroom.

Song Jingjing has been holding the "ice and snow princess" dress designed by the Q emperor, and is satisfied to sleep.

She cleaned and washed as lightly as she could and quickly got into the bed.

In the familiar rosewood cot, the whole person relaxed.

I don't know if it's because she's too busy all day. As soon as she gets to dawn, she doesn't have that shameful dream. She doesn't meet the man who trapped her in the bathtub.

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the night.

Many people stayed up all night.

Some people in the high-end exhibition hall were beaten in the face and trampled on angina pectoris and couldn't sleep.

Some people with deep apologies and uneasiness for the little sister-in-law, tossing and turning.

Some people are holding a piece of white paper, staring at the writing and arrogant criticism of the dragon flying phoenix dance, the radian of the lip angle gradually slightly warped, sleepless.

Qin Xin didn't sleep well this night.

I didn't even dream.

If it was not for song quietly and anxiously shaking her and saying, "my heart is late, I'm late." she can't get up.

Time is too tight, she took song Jingjing gave her a box of bawanghuaer milk for breakfast, and rushed to the classroom.

It turned out to be late.

It's Gou Dachun's class again.

tiktok, scorched by the flames of epoch-making, was not able to find out the two days of the 1 classes.

Qin Xingang sat down.

I found that, gee, the seats have changed.

In the last row, she was alone before.

Now, there's one more person.

Right next to her, she's deskmate?

However, this table mate has a strange temper. The whole class face is buried in his arms Sleep?

Well, that's good. The style of the last two rows is sleepy scum.

There's a fellow. Good.

Qin Xin is not curious to inquire about the privacy of her new deskmate. She has been writing and drawing with a pencil all the time. Her notes are full of strange symbols that others can't understand.

Ao Xinghao's seat in the front row is empty. Without the guy with grass in his mouth, he often turns back to "point out" her. She always complacently says that her program code is wrong. She is not used to it for a moment.

At the end of class.

The 190 Jin whining strange wearing a dark green cap, happily jumped over: "heart sister, am I good-looking?"

Qin Xin: Not bad. "

The whining monster of 190 Jin sat on AO Xinghao's seat and reported to her: "sister Xin, fortunately you are late today, or you will be in trouble."

Qin Xin: "hmm?"

"Early this morning, the Hu brother of the next door class was blocked at the door and asked for trouble! Later, I waited for you to wait for you to leave

"What kind of brother?"

"Just Hu Yi, and Qin gentle relationship special tie that. It is said that the family is very local tyrant. He doesn't look up to anyone, so he takes a different look at Qin gentle. I seriously doubt what Qin gentle said behind his back, let him come forward to find the court. We didn't let Qin Wenwen lose face in the exhibition hall yesterday? But it's strange that he didn't mention Qin Wenwen this morning. He only said something about the car. Do you have a festival with his car? He is a car loving guy... "

"Oh."

Qin Xin didn't take it seriously.

It's just a kid from the next class who can't get into her eyes.

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