Chapter 291

The supplies were quickly placed.

Awesome boy, he laughed and said that the men and women monitor of the rocket class is giving power, otherwise, he still doesn't know what time to do.

Zhou Zihan's face was a little hot.

"Some words are enough for me. Don't let other girls down the table."

For a moment, Zhou Zihan thought that Jiang Silu in his cognition came back.

He is still so gentle and considerate.

Qinghuan is not right.

Her favorite person is only Xiaojiang.

Zhou Zihan raised her lips, and she jogged with the pace of Jiang Shilu.

"Monitor." Although they had a bad time in the summer, now it seems that those are just small episodes on the road of life. Zhou Zihan collected his mind, "thank you for helping me out."

"You are Qinghuan's friend. Helping you is also helping myself."

Zhou Zihan suddenly stopped. What was she thinking? After you want to thank yourself, will Mr. Jiang apologize that he didn't mean to say something heavy that day?

Didn't she know long ago that she was plain and didn't even have the qualification to be preferred?

Why put yourself in fantasy again and again and give yourself the so-called illusory hope again and again?

Up to now, Zhou Zihan is still looking forward to Jiang Silu, who has gone farther and farther, looking back at himself, but the expectation is only expectation, not everyone's expectation can become a reality.

Zhou Zihan has a sour nose.

Heaven and earth suddenly make the space so vast, so broad, but I don't know where to go.

Suddenly, Zhou Zihan's eyes were shrouded in darkness.

She lifted the cloth over her head. She turned her eyes and saw that it was a big man's coat.

"What are you going to cry about?" The boy's low voice came from his ear, "Zhou Zihan, you TM are really made of water."

The sunset reflected the boy's slightly clear and meaningful face. Qin Muzhi gradually drew a perfect jaw line because of weight loss, which made Zhou Zihan a little confused.

"You... Have your legs rested?" Zhou Zihan stifled such a childish question.

"I thought Miss Zhou was going to stop talking to me all her life." Qin Mu's face was expressionless, and he put his arms around his chest.

Zhou Zihan was holding Qin Muzhi's coat in his hand. On the snowy day in Mo mountain, the boy was shirtless, leaving only a thin inner shirt.

Before, she only thought Qin Muzhi was fat, but she didn't know that his figure was not as bad as she thought.

To Zhou Zihan's surprise——

Qin Muzhi has muscles.

It was already cold. Seeing Zhou Zihan staring at himself abnormally, Qin Muzhi's throat was like a fire mass, which was uncomfortable.

Qin Muzhi didn't know where Zhou Zihan focused his attention. He only thought she was in his mind because he said so, so he didn't refute. He sneered: "Zhou Zihan, Jiang Silu likes Shen Qinghuan. Do you know that?"

Zhou Zihan instantly turned pale.

Qin Muzhi really has the ability to kill chatting.

"I know." Zhou Zihan just got a little temperature that gradually dissipated by the wind. She refused to lose and replied, "there's no need to be reminded by Qin again and again."

"Don't be so stupid." I don't know why. He just doesn't like to see Zhou Zihan's cold face so cheaply sticking upside down to Jiang Shilu. "You don't know how you die in the back of a person who doesn't like yourself."

Obviously, Qin Muzhi didn't know anything, but he also looked like he knew very well to guide Zhou Zihan.