Zhao Xiaoman stared blankly for a few seconds, no way?
Getting wet from Aunt Flo and getting wet from peeing are two totally different things?
Zhao Xiaoman made a face like she was about to cry but couldn’t. "What should I do? Instructor Qin is so adorable, it’s hard not to love him."
Qiao Qiao, "..."
She’s rubbing salt in my wound!
"Look at , such a gentle, beautiful, generous girl blooming like a flower. Do I look like soone who would wet their pants?"
Zhao Xiaoman, "I can’t stand your narcissism."
Qiao Qiao chuckled and went to get so food, "Sour and spicy potato strips, scrambled eggs with tomatoes."
Zhao Xiaoman ordered sweet and sour ribs, spicy chicken, and stir-fried greens.
The two of them found a table together and sat down.
Qiao Qiao looked at Zhao Xiaoman, "I envy Europeans."
Zhao Xiaoman looked at Qiao Qiao, "Hello, purebred African."
Qiao Qiao, "Alright, I concede."
Zhao Xiaoman shared half of her sweet and sour ribs with Qiao Qiao.
Qiao Qiao looked at Zhao Xiaoman, "In the future, whenever I have at, I’ll give you so."
Zhao Xiaoman looked at Qiao Qiao, "Rember what you said today."
Qiao Qiao smiled, lowered her head, and started eating.
...
Back in the dorm, she lay on the bed and her arms and legs started aching.
Qiao Qiao rubbed her arm and quickly fell asleep.
She had a dream, dread one day, dread he kissed her—
"Pig! Your snout has two holes, and when you’re sick you’re hanging with snot.
Pig! You have jet-black eyes, staring and staring with no end in sight.
Pig! Your ears are so big, flapping around but you can’t hear cursing you as a fool.
..."
Qiao Qiao didn’t open her eyes, hiding her murderous aura as she reached for her phone, resisting the urge to throw it off the bed, pressing the volu button to turn it down to the lowest setting.
She closed her eyes, wanting to continue the dream, but couldn’t get back to it!
Frustrated!
Last ti it was Zhao Xiaoman, this ti it’s the alarm clock; does she really have no fate with the male instructor?
Thinking about her encounters, it seems it’s more than just a lack of fate! More like a karmic tie?
Zhao Xiaoman woke up and looked at the still-lying-with-eyes-closed Qiao Qiao, "Get up, it’s ti. Your alarm was so loud just now, it can’t have not disturbed you, right?"
Qiao Qiao opened her eyes, looked at Zhao Xiaoman, "Heard it!"
She sat up, sitting there, wanting to knock on the phone, wanting to knock on Xiaoman!
If it wasn’t for them, she’d have kissed him by now, right?
A pang of annoyance, she hopped down from the bunk, quickly dressed, grabbed her hat, and left the dorm with Zhao Xiaoman.
There weren’t even half the people at the sports field yet.
But Instructor Qin was already standing there, having arrived early.
Qiao Qiao and Zhao Xiaoman quickly took their places without a sound.
Qin Shaonan stood there, cold and unmatched, scanning the area, without his gaze resting on Qiao Qiao and the others.
Qiao Qiao watched, feeling uncomfortable inside!
He’s definitely thinking she did it on purpose, right?
But how can such a thing be explained?
Anyway, she wants to pursue him, if he thinks it was intentional, let it be intentional! Isn’t that just perfect?
Thus, she focused her gaze on Qin Shaonan, paying him tribute.
Qin Shaonan felt a line of sight resting on him, saw Qiao Qiao, and his expression turned much colder.
Qiao Qiao looked at him as if she hadn’t felt anything.
Qin Shaonan looked on coldly for a while, suddenly feeling this girl—this girl is a bit immodest.
Considering that it was his actions initially that led to her misunderstanding, perhaps he should find a private place to talk with her.
After all, there are already unpleasant rumors spreading on campus, and he doesn’t want to hear even worse ones!
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