Chapter 975: His big palm, hugged her wrist
Chapter 975, his big palm, hugged her wrist
Qiao Jin’s face was abrupt.
Subconsciously avoiding the gaze of the words, facing her back, heading for the other side.
I am afraid that my words will see a reddish face on my face.
Afraid to know what to say, she took advantage of her when she was in a coma.
However, this turn, in the eyes of the words, has read another meaning.
The beauty of her spirit passed a touch of sadness.
The cover is superb and fleeting.
Immediately, the red lips were slightly moving, the sound was cold, and there was no emotion: "The person he wants to accompany is not me, I don't need him to accompany him."
After all, she turned her head and left without returning.
The blue-white dress, floating with the wind, is like a green cicada, and like a green lotus blooms.
At night, Zhang opened his mouth and finally pressed his lips and looked at Qiao Jin.
The words that only eloquently said, Qiao Jin heard it clearly.
He was stunned by that sentence.
See the words and turn and leave, the subconscious legs will go after chasing.
I can walk a few steps and feel that my behavior is a bit strange.
Staying in the spot is a little overwhelmed.
"Stupidly doing something, go!" At night, I really want to knock on Qiao Jin’s head and see what is in his mind.
It looks quite savvy on weekdays.
How is it so slow in terms of feelings?
Qiao Jin sighed and chased the past in the direction of ignorance.
......
The words were close to the lips, and there was an anger on the face.
She strode to the class committee room and lifted her legs to open the door of the class committee room.
Just entering the class room, Joe followed up with his heels.
The words of cold and cold glared at him, and his heart was not one: "Qiao Jin, what are you doing, I said you don't need to be with you!"
Joe Jin frowned, carefully staring at the sly face, and moved to her side in a small step.
After sitting down, I found myself looking at my face.
Suddenly, the psychology of the big man came to his mind. He stared at his words, making it easy: "I am not coming to accompany you."
A sneer, a self-deprecating hook.
When will she have to be passionate?
She is coveted and no longer speaks.
Just sitting quietly on his desk, I took out a book and started reading.
The neglected Qiao Jin’s heart is not a taste.
A woman is a strange creature.
I don’t understand what the woman is thinking.
Inexplicable anger.
Inexplicable ignores people.
Moreover, she did not seem to find out, he secretly embraced her things?
The quiet atmosphere is getting more and more strange.
It lasted for a full half of the column.
Qiao Jin finally couldn’t help but clenched his fist and moved in the direction of his words: "words, words..."
"The person you want to accompany is not me, I know." The words were directly lifted, and the eyes looked coldly at him. "So, go with the person you want to accompany, don't bother me."
I want to accompany you!
If you want to export, you can’t say it.
Qiao Jin grabbed her hair and felt a little annoyed about her feelings now.
what is the problem?
Why is he... It seems that when faced with words, there is a strange feeling.
The mind and body's thoughts are completely out of his control.
Seeing him without words, only when he is the default.
The bottom of the eye passed a trace of pain, and immediately put down the books in his hand: "You don't go, let me go!"
After that, I stood up and wanted to leave.
The wrist was suddenly caught by a big palm.
The man’s slightly angry voice rang in her ear: “From the beginning, you are alone, nonsense! What do I want to accompany? What should I not bother you? You tell me, I want to accompany. ?"
(End of this chapter)
