Chapter 60 This person... is sick?

Chapter 60 This person... is sick?

However, compared to the urge to hit someone, he also wanted... also wanted... also wanted to touch Tang Qingyi's head, pinch her nose, and even... even wanted to do something more intimate.

Mu Mingxuan thought about it, but... actually had a nosebleed.

He looked at the boy who had been trying to persuade Tang Qingyi to have breakfast, and watched the two talking and laughing, and his heart became inexplicably sour.

Tang Qingyi didn't know that Mu Mingxuan had seen the fight between herself and Jing Lingfeng. Of course, even if she saw it, she wouldn't take it to heart.

To her, Mu Mingxuan was the only old enemy in her past life, but in this life, it was just a casual encounter, an entanglement of a bet, and after the bet, they were two parallel lines that would never meet .

What's more, the 16-year-old Tang Qingyi doesn't seem to be in a relationship at all. She doesn't want to get married. After living two lives, she has seen through a lot and changed a lot. The only thing that remains the same is that she wants to go to the movies, eat hot pot, and travel around by herself The world, a wanton and arrogant.

Under Jing Lingfeng's persuasion, Tang Qingyi still had breakfast.

At this time, Mu Mingxuan also realized that he had a nosebleed. He took out a tissue and wiped it casually, but he was thinking in his mind, "Tang Qingyi doesn't have the habit of eating breakfast. Eat three meals on time."

Because he was too involved in thinking, he didn't realize that Chen Xiaoran was also here.

"Teacher Mu." Chen Xiaoran naturally knew that Muming School was the new teacher and had also taken over Class Three ([-]), but when he saw him standing at the door of his class in a daze, he called out.

Hearing Chen Xiaoran's voice, Mu Mingxuan woke up from his own thoughts, and he returned to his usual cold appearance.

He nodded to Chen Xiaoran, which was regarded as a greeting. He stepped forward, intending to leave the third (seventh) class of senior high school, but after walking a few steps, he retreated again.

"Mr. Chen, Tang Qingyi who just transferred to your class, how is your study going these two days?"

Chen Xiaoran thought it was Mu Mingxuan who felt that Tang Qingyi was complaining when he transferred to his class, frowned, and said in a low voice, "Qingyi is a good student, and the moment he came to the class, he set up the learning atmosphere in our class. Even Jing Lingfeng, who has always disdained exams, was aroused by her, and the two of them bet on who will do better in tomorrow's monthly exam?"

As she spoke, she pointed to Jing Lingfeng and said, "Mr. Mu, the one sitting next to Tang Qingyi is Jing Lingfeng."

"Jing Lingfeng." Mu Mingxuan looked at the boy and nodded, "Is this the Jing Lingfeng who has occupied the last place in Jiang City's middle-aged group for more than two years?"

"Ah."

"Mr. Mu, you may not know that this Jing Lingfeng is also a top student, but he doesn't bother to take exams, so he always handed in blank papers every time. Last month, I told him to get more or less points in the exam, so he did it." A few questions, it was a coincidence that he got rid of the last place, and let Tang Qingyi, who didn't take the exam, get the last place." When talking about this matter, Chen Xiaoran found it funny.

Mu Mingxuan's eyes fell on the boy named Jing Lingfeng, only to see that he was still fighting with Tang Qingyi.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Tang Qingyi's soft voice like a kitten, "Jing Lingfeng, you are so childish, nagging, and clingy, you will definitely be a puppy in the future."

"Little milk dog?" Three question marks appeared in Mu Mingxuan's mind when he heard this word. What is this?A dog that likes to suckle?
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