Christmas came. After three days of tireless efforts, Murong Qiao's scarf was finally completed.
"If not for the gender restriction, I would have wanted to be Qiaoqiao's boyfriend," Yang Xin said enviously.
The scarf that Murong Qiao had knitted was placed in the gift bag. Anyone who saw its pure white and soft appearance would like it.
"If you have time to think about this, you should think about what to do for next month's exam." Leng Yan poked her head.
After Christmas, the students would have to start working on the upcoming exam.
It would be problematic if one failed the upcoming exam.
"I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it." Yang Xin pretended to be in pain and covered her ears. She was exuding rejection from the inside out.
Murong Qiao, on the other hand, was putting on her clothes. As it was Christmas today, she had arranged to meet Huo Yichen at the school gate to go out and play.
