Teacher Miao Miao,"Yingluo."
Why didn't she have such a warm deskmate when she was in school?
Her former deskmate only knew how to pull her braids and put caterpillars in her pencil case!
This period happened to be the last class in the morning. When the bell rang, Zhang Mao woke Bo Yiyao up at the right time.
Bo Moyi stretched lazily and noticed the drinks on the corner of the table.
With a smile in her eyes, she glanced at her deskmate. "You bought it?"
Zhang Mao's chubby face turned red. yes, drink some while the teacher is writing on the blackboard. You're thirsty easily after sleeping. I'll be in charge of discipline this week, so I won't deduct your marks.
Bo Yichen's lips curved into an evil smile. don't buy it for me in the future. How much is this? "
"I don't want money!" Zhang Mao quickly said.
"You don't want money?" Bo Yichen raised her eyebrows.
