This World Has Gone Crazy

Qi Le has been busy making up exams recently, and is a bit tired, and **** is easy to decompress and relax, so although it was a bit harsh to be tossed by someone last night, but still feel refreshed after waking up the next day, of course, if he can ignore Soreness in the waist. Gu Bai glanced at his expression and smiled and rubbed him in the past. Qi Le hummed and lay on the bed, took the narrator's cell phone and watched the time: "OK, I'll go to eat and then go to class."

Gu Bai then waited for his daughter-in-law to eat, then sent him to school, and watched his figure disappear completely in sight before preparing to leave, but suddenly he stopped when he was going to reverse, remembering that the schedule was lined up in a single week No class, he glanced at the main building, thinking for a moment, pulled out his mobile phone and turned to Xiaole's schedule to check the class location, then opened the door and got off the car, stepped in slowly.

Qi Qile held the book and entered the classroom. The first thing that caught my eye was Wan Lei, who was sitting in the front row. The man smiled at him and pointed to the seat next to him: "Should you sit here?"

Qi Le shook his head and walked past him. A few days ago, he had been afraid that this person would not want to open his head. Now that he is considered to have multiple personalities, he is not afraid, but his affection for this person is this time. The matter was minimized. Naturally, he didn't want to be related to him. He found the seat in the middle and sat down, looking down at the book.

Su Ningxiao came early, looked at him for a few moments, and thought for a while, or got up and sat next to him, he didn't care about the surrounding eyes: "Your brother didn't force you to see a doctor?"

Qi Qile shouted, "No, just give me a bunch of Buddhist scriptures."

Su Ningxiao was so funny, his face was still expressionless: "You saw it?"

"What do you say?"

"No."

"Then you still ask a fart?" Qi Le paused and looked at him, "How many now know I'm sick?"

"I didn't say, would Wan Lei say I'm not clear ..." Ning Xiao frowned and looked towards the door.

Qi Qile followed his gaze and wondered, "Why are you here?"

Gu Bo glanced at Ning Xiao, and in the presence of the public, he calmly walked to his wife and sat down, holding his waist, if no one kissed him, and answered with a smile: "I will accompany you to class."

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51.Old things ...

For the intimacy of Gu Bai and Qi Le, the most unpleasant thing is Ning Xiao, especially when he is watching at such a close distance, but he has always been proud, and slowly rises back to the original seat. Calm, he knew that continuing to sit next to them would add to his own obstruction, and naturally he would not do such stupid things.

There is no class yet, and there are a lot of people looking to that side, Wan Lei is also among them. After learning that this person has multiple personalities, he treats Zheng Xiaoyuan as another person now. I do n’t feel uncomfortable at this moment, just glance at it briefly. Then continue reading.

Qi Qile sat silently, perceiving that the eyes of the girls were getting hotter, and the clicks were endless. Some even did not turn off the flash. He drew a corner of his mouth: "Look ... I'm really popular with girls ..."

Gu Gu smiled immediately, rubbing his head under the bright eyes of the group: "Well, welcome."

"But it's unscientific," Qi Le was a little scary, and he slowly snorted towards him. "I think they don't just treat me as a girlfriend. Why is that ... oh, I remember, Xiao Ying also knows me, this More unscientific! "

Gu Bo pulled out his cell phone and searched for "rot girl" and handed it to him. Qi Le took it strangely and looked at it. He couldn't help but start to read it carefully, then covered his face with black lines. Gu Baihan asked with a smile: "Understand?"

"I see," Qi Le said, "Why did Xiaoying and her friend know me? My fame is so loud?"

Gu Bo surprised: "Ye Shuichuan didn't tell you the confession door?"

He prayed silently for a second: "What is this again?"