The group chat looked calm.
However, very quickly, another small group of three people without Pei Yunge became active.
[Jasmin: @ Jian Xi]
[Jasmin: ???]
[Titch: ???]
What kind of f*cking killer was this??
Must they fight for Pei Yunge's attention to this extent??
At this moment.
[The scientific research big boss and her elementary school chickens] became active.
[G: Mm, I'll tell you more about the homework when we get back.]
[G: Those who haven't handed in their homework can think about it. Is it my problem or yours?]
[Jian Xi: Sobs, Teacher, this must not be your problem!]
Titch and Jasmin were speechless.
Jian Xi, this damned person.
Under the coldness of their teacher, Titch and Jasmin, who were on the second floor of Platinum Gold Royal Hotel, did not even warm up their seats. They carried a bottle of whiskey and were ready to find a suite with a computer to work on.
