As soon as he said this, an Xiaoyang choked on her porridge. Her face turned red and she coughed violently. Suddenly, a hand handed her a piece of paper. At the same time, a hand on her back caressed her thin back.
An Xiaoyang's face was still red. She pushed his hand away without a sound and was about to get up.
He simply couldn't pass.
Being alone with him, her heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was about to burst out.
An Xiaoyang stood up and left, but sang nuo grabbed her wrist. where are you going? "
An Xiaoyang tried to pull her hand away, but she couldn't. In the end, she said softly, " I'll go pack my bag.
"You're done eating?"
ran ran. she glanced at the half-bowl of porridge left and hesitated for a moment. Her throat moved slightly. ran ran, okay.
