"Class!" Fu Shuang replied with two concise words.

He Xian stuck out his tongue, wrinkled his nose and made a face at her. He sat up, supported his head with one hand, half of his eyes fell on the textbook, half over Li Kexin and fell on Fu Shuang.

From this point of view, he could not see Fu Shuang's face. He could only see her hand. He kept writing and drawing in the book and taking notes.

Fu Shuang's handwriting is beautiful and neat, and his notes are neat and pleasing to the eye.

He Xian watched with great interest. As for what the teacher said, he didn't know at all.

As soon as class was over, he Xian lay on the table and wanted to make up for some sleep.

Fu Shuang couldn't see the dead appearance of his salted fish, so he said to Li Kexin, "Kexin, let's change positions."

Li Kexin frowned and subconsciously wanted to object.

But before she opened her mouth, he Xian had handed it in with a look in his eyes: "hurry, hurry, change quickly."

He Xian opened his mouth, and Li Kexin didn't object in front of so many students, so he had to change his position reluctantly.

As soon as Fu Shuang sat down, he Xian said with a smile, "I haven't seen you all morning. I miss me?"

Fu Shuang raised his hand and hit Hexian's head heavily.

"Miss you, big head! I ask you, where's your book?"

"What book?" He Xian looked confused.

"What are you doing here? You sleepwalk without books in class!" Fu Shuang taught him angrily. "Your grandfather told me to look after you. I can warn you, put your mind on reading and don't fool around day by day."

He Xian scratched his head and said sheepishly, "it's not that I got up late. You have to hurry. I came here without worrying about taking the book."

"Got up late? What did you do last night? Were you a thief?"

The frost is just to make complaints about it, but unexpectedly, the listener has no intention of listening. He hid not to open his eyes immediately. He was too afraid to see frost.

What he is most worried about is being paid. If he knows that he has an affair with Li Kexin, he will be in trouble.

If another woman goes to bed, Fu Shuang won't say much, but Li Kexin is her roommate. She has a special identity and is always different.

Li Kexin couldn't calm down when he heard the sentence "I was a thief last night". His heart was more weak than his kidney, and his face turned red.

Since she dared to go to Hexian last night, she was not afraid to be known by others. Even her heart hoped that this matter would be publicized as soon as possible. In this way, Hexian had to face Fu Shuang and would give her a statement.

However, at this point, she was a little timid, afraid that Fu Shuang really knew something.

With this contradictory mood, Li Kexin planted his head and ears, glanced at Fu Shuang and he Xian from the corner of his eyes, and paid attention to their every move.

He Xian yawned and pointed to the two big black circles under his eyes: "aunt, do you have any points in your mind if I am a thief at night? Seven days, I've played with you for seven days. I'm not tired? I'm almost collapsing!"

Fu Shuang rolled her eyes: "you can pull it down! Who hasn't played for seven days and I still have two children? I'm no harder than you?"

Fu Shuang said she took two children, but the students around her only regarded them as children in her family. No one thought she had a pair of children.

He Xian waved his hand and didn't want to continue to argue with her: "OK, OK, you're reasonable. What you said is right. My fault. I'll try not to be late in the future. Is that all right?"

Fu Shuang kept her mouth curled. She really didn't believe he Xian's promise.

It's noisy. Class will begin soon.

Because Fu Shuang was sitting beside him, he was very serious in the next two classes. He didn't say how much he heard, at least he sat down honestly all the time.

Li Kexin looked in his eyes and was angry in his heart.

This differential treatment is too obvious. People can't pretend to see it.

As soon as the bell rang, he Xian stood up and pulled Fu Shuang.

"Gee, why didn't I see you so active in class? I know to eat!"

As soon as he Xian took a smoke from the corner of his mouth, did this guy take gun medicine early in the morning? He spoke so quickly.

"Hey, is that psychosis bothering you?" Hexian asked tentatively, looking forward to Fu Shuang's positive reply.

Fu Shuang threw a white eye at him: "you are mentally ill! Shut up if you can't talk well!"

He Xian was a little frustrated and said, "I'm not wrong. It's what it is!"

Fu Shuang raised his foot and kicked him. He kicked him, hugged the book and left angrily.

He Xian stood still, raised his eyebrows and looked at her leaving figure, and suddenly smiled meaningfully.

She is still very concerned about Xu muzhou's illness, and Xu muzhou will not be completely indifferent to Fu Shuang's reduced fertility and his inability to accept his touch.

With such deep resentment and such a big hidden danger, where is it so easy to form this marriage?

In the last month and a half, he had to think about how to give Shuang a big gift to celebrate her 20th birthday.