Please, Lord God

Liu Ying looked at Su Xiaoxiao, thought of the scene that Su Xiaoxiao's head just hit the ceiling, and said with concern, "is your head OK?"

"Oh, it's not the time to care about this." I ask you, is this the admission ticket for master Yuanjing of Qingchan temple? "Yes or no" Su Xiaoxiao looks at Liu Ying with great expectation. Liu Ying nodded and said "yes" as if his eyes would shine

"..." Su Xiaoxiao was silent for a minute, then holding the ticket, like a fan looking at her idol, she kept muttering, "Haoyu, oba, I'm coming."

Liu Ying doesn't want to see Su Xiaoxiao's disgusting appearance. He looks disgusted and says, "people who value color over friends don't care about me, in order to get this ticket. But I almost had a perforated stomach.

Now Su Xiaoxiao can't hear other people talking. It's completely opening up any signal to shield the outside world. Liu Ying said, "if you don't get up quickly, you can't find the key to happiness if you go late."

A word awakens the dreamer. Su Xiaoxiao cleans himself up as quickly as possible and stands in front of Liu Ying. Liu Ying is shocked,

"I'll go. If you go to class so fast, you won't have to sit in the front every time you're late," Liu Ying said.

"Che, what do you know? My name is "love to learn."

Su Xiaoxiao stood in front of the mirror, and finally sorted out her clothes. "Today, she is generous and decent, pure and lovely, and will surely succeed." then she did some actions to encourage herself in the mirror, and looked at the mirror and made an appearance of ambition.