"Just pass it on. I'm not afraid." Although Zhang Xuemei said that, he still let go of his hand that was hugging Zhang Mianhua.
Yang Mianhua smiled and urged," Hurry up and go back. We're going to class soon."
This time Zhang Xuemei didn't refuse. She replied," Then I' ll go back to class. You should hurry back as well."
"Yes, bye." Yang Mianhua replied softly and said goodbye to Zhang Xuemei before turning back to his class.
She quickly walked back to her seat, sat down, leaned on the table, closed her eyes, and moved in one go. He was so fast that he couldn't even react to the table.
"Yang Mianhua?"
"Yang Mianhua?"
"Huh?" "Huh?" Yang Mianhua felt someone shaking her arm and couldn't help but react from deep thought.
"What's wrong?" Yang Mianhua didn't know what Li Siqi called her
