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One hundred and forty-nine suicide girl 6


An Qing looked at Han Leng and wanted to say something.

It's not good for you to act like a domineering CEO at such a young age.

It's just that An Qing didn't have such a chance, because Han Leng soon lay down and stopped.

If it hadn't been for that The ups and downs of snoring made An Qing even doubt whether he was alive.

Many of the teenage children have already developed a sense of aesthetics.

Han Leng is good-looking and attracts a lot of people.

So after class, many students gathered around to watch the fun and ask questions.

They were crowded as tablemates Anqing almost ran out of space.

"Get out of here."

Just when An Qing was about to fall off the bench, a hand grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

At the same time, a cold, slightly hoarse voice also sounded.

Many children were stunned by the sudden outbreak of cold.

They stared blankly at Han Han, who was lying motionless, and watched him slowly raise his head, looking at those dazzling eyes filled with emotion.

They all looked at them gloomily and violently, and shouted angrily: "Don't make me say it a second time."

An Qing was closest to the cold.

Seeing him like this, the hairs on her hair stood up.

She silently despised herself in her heart for being frightened by the little kid, but she still pretended to be calm and persuaded: "They are still young.

Don’t care, don’t care” "So, you are very old, so you can help me write today's homework."

As he said, Leng Leng threw the homework book that was cleaner than his face.

An Qing, who was holding the homework book in his hand, was messy in the mission world for the first time.

Got it After being stunned for a moment, An Qing silently put the cold homework book back into his hand, but the other party just looked at her and threw the notebook back on the desk.

When school was over, An Qing saw her mother, whom she had not seen for a long time, standing at the school gate.

She rushed towards her and said, "Mom, you are really back."

An Qing hugged Pan's mother's waist and excitedly said, "Mom, you are really back."

Jumping and jumping.

Pan's mother felt a little sad when she saw An Qing's happy expression.

She gently rubbed An Qing's hair and said with a smile: "Silly boy, didn't I make an appointment with you yesterday?

Do you think Mom will lie to you?"

In order not to break my promise today, mom, I went straight to school as soon as I got off the plane and didn't even go back home."

"Mom, you're so kind."

An Qing didn't care how many people were at the school gate, and just hugged Pan's mother and said "pop".

The original owner has a very shy temperament.

Although he is very close to his parents, he is always a little embarrassed and reserved because they are not always together.

As a result, the original owner has always rejected kisses and hugs that express closeness between relatives, and Today, An Qing suddenly kissed Pan's mother at the crowded school gate.

How could this not surprise Pan's mother?

Pan's mother looked at An Qing blankly, but she quickly reacted and quickly slapped An Qing's face back, and the smile on her face became brighter.

Han Leng sat in the car and walked out.

He happened to see Pan's mother kissing An Qing.

His brows wrinkled unconsciously.

The driver looked at his young master's profound expression and took a deep breath.

An Qing didn't notice at all that there was a pair of emotional eyes looking at him from behind.

He smiled to himself and got into the car with Pan's mother.

Pan's mother smiled while driving the car, listening to An Qing chattering about trivial matters at school and home: "Mom, did you call me after yesterday?

Is my phone turned off?"

An Qing said , seemed to have remembered something, looked at Pan's mother cautiously, and asked.

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"Silly boy, of course I hit you, but why did you turn off the machine so early?

Didn't you agree that you want me to call you?"

Speaking of this, Pan's mother also remembered it, and she glanced sideways at An Qing. , asked. tgt ttrgt: