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The nursery rhyme has a faint fragrance.

Her waist is thin, but very soft... Very soft.

Xiao Yijin gently held the nursery rhyme, and the hair of the nursery rhyme swept around his face gently.

Make him feel a little itchy

The smell of nursery rhymes has been around him. He is already a little confused. This hair is still making trouble. Gradually, Xiao Yijin can't control it.

The familiar and unfamiliar sense of dryness and heat hit again.

The nursery rhyme was originally concentrating on playing small games, but she suddenly found that Xiao Yijin's face was a little hot. She reached out and touched his forehead, and then her eyes sank: "Uncle Zhang, is there a hospital nearby? Xiao Yijin's face is so hot, his forehead is so hot, he seems to have a fever!"

Xiao sb: "

His heart was broken, but he couldn't really go to the hospital.

Pretending to have just woke up, he reluctantly opened his hand from the waist of the nursery rhyme, raised his head and said, "ugly girl, I'm fine. I don't have a fever."

The nursery rhyme came directly over, touched his forehead with Xiao Yijin's forehead, and then sat in his position and said, "you're just hotter than me. You've just got a fever."

If he took the initiative to approach him as usual, he would be crazy, but now he feels a headache.

I had to sigh and say, "it's all right. My natural temperature is not very stable. If you touch it again in a few minutes, I promise it won't be hot."

Listen to the reason for this wonderful work, old Zhang Dun knows it clearly.

Then he said, "don't worry, Miss Tong. Our young master's temperature is indeed high and low, especially when he is with you."

When she heard the first half, Xiao Yijin wanted to praise Lao Zhang.

But when he heard the back, Xiao wanted to beat someone.

Why didn't he find out so much about Lao Zhang before.

"Don't listen to Lao Zhang's nonsense. I just have a higher temperature when I sleep." Xiao Yijin said and saw that the school gate was approaching.

You can get off soon.

Otherwise, if the nursery rhyme has to be understood after all, it's really hard for him to explain.

They got out of the car and went straight to the school.

The distribution of examination time in universities is relatively scattered. Sometimes one subject a day, sometimes two subjects a day, or one subject in two days.

Nursery rhymes this semester to test six subjects, it takes five days to finish the test.

Although she doesn't like endorsements, her memory is OK, and she feels like she can remember almost.

It's linear algebra. It's still a little bottomless.

When she arrived at the dormitory, Jiang Ya was buried in reading, and the beauty had not appeared since the beginning of school. Unexpectedly, she rarely appeared in the dormitory.

"Hi." the nursery rhyme didn't remember her name, so he said hello at will.

The girl glanced at the ordinary bag carried by the nursery rhyme, showing a trace of disdain at the bottom of her eyes, but smiled and said, "my name is Zhu Yan. If I remember correctly, you call it nursery rhyme, right?"

"HMM." the nursery rhyme answered and went to his desk to prepare what he needed to bring for the exam tomorrow.

Jiang Ya stretches over and directly keeps the nursery rhyme from the back. She yawns and says, "fairy, you're back. I'm bored when you're not here. According to the key points you gave, I can recite almost, but are you sure these things we recite are the scope of the exam? Why do I feel a little flustered."

He turned his face and looked at Jiang Ya's black eyes. The nursery rhyme knew that the girl must have stayed up late these days, "I'm not sure, but even if I hang up, I'll take the make-up exam with you. Don't panic."