Chapter 1252

Jianglou slightly pause: "hooligan?"

Young eyes are slightly longer, good skeleton, a perfect face. Whether it is the bridge of the nose, or thin lips, or eyes, are evenly good-looking, combined together, is amazing.

He slightly drooped his eyes, lips with a little if not a smile: "you say me?"

Su porcelain looked at people fearlessly and pursed her lower lip: "it's you."

Jiang Lou looks at people: "do you know what a real hooligan is?" He stretched out his hand, pulled the little girl's clothes, and was about to kiss her.

Pushed away by the girl, her beautiful eyes glared at him.

Jiang Lou leaned on his seat and laughed innocently.

People around see, joking: "brother Lou, why, bully students ah."

"The new students are very cute."

A girl who looked at them in the mirror on the edge of the room looked at them and interrupted: "don't talk nonsense. The students will know that it's not Lou's dish."

Su porcelain did not speak and turned back.

She looked at the books on the desk with her long eyelashes down.

A little confused.

It's not what she thought.

The money juggler thought carefully.

Now this teenager is not the same as what she thinks.

Su porcelain was a little lost and buried his head.

Jianglou played with her mobile phone for a while, raised her eyelids and looked at the little girl lying on the table. Next to a few boys are still coax, frown.

Then he threw the cell phone on the table.

The boy slightly tilted his face and said, "is that enough? Is it noisy? "

A few men did not understand how he suddenly lost his temper and kept silent for a while. One by one, he pushed the other's shoulder and changed the topic.

During the class, Su CI attended the class for half.

I just pulled my hand behind me.

She didn't really want to pay attention.

The girl couldn't help but sit up straight, looking at the blackboard without blinking, curling her eyelashes quietly.

Jianglou's lazy voice came from behind, with a little casual smile: "so good, help me to pick up the pen on the ground."

Su porcelain took a look at the ground.

Drooping eyes, the pen just fell by her seat.

The girl slightly pursed her lower lip and took a look at the teacher.

Or bent down to pick up for the youth.

Then put it on the other person's table and turn back without saying a word.

He heard this man: "little glutinous rice."

Soviet porcelain slightly pause, puzzled to see the past.

Jiang Lou drooped his eyes and raised a little smile on his lips. He said lazily, "you are so good and so soft. You speak softly. Like a glutinous rice dumpling, what is not small glutinous rice

The money jar looked at the man and said, "you."

The young man closed his eyes and said, "eh?"

The endings are all slightly raised with indifference.

"Don't talk to me again." Su porcelain said seriously, and then solemnly turned back.

The smile on Jiang Lou's lips faded away.

Slightly narrowed his eyes.

Cheng Xin, sitting next door, thinks, well, brother Lou's new son is here, although he doesn't understand why he is a little girl this time.

Soviet porcelain is serious.

This man is very bad.

It's too bad.

She's been arrested, she's been playing rogue, and now she's nicknamed.

It's bad.

The money jar is delicate and tight.

Before Jiang Lou gets better, she will never pay attention to him.

And I won't go after him.

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Jianglou found that the glutinous rice Tuanzi did not really intend to talk to him.

Teenagers play with the mobile phone for a while, and they feel bored.

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