I put my love letters in a bag and my things in a bag so that I can pick them up when I get home.

During class, Jiajia was writing a love letter to Zheye again, and asked her to stop writing, but she said that others were ignoring her, and it would be too unreasonable for her not to write.

Do you think it’s because you don’t donate? Others have donated, so it doesn’t make sense for you not to donate.

So I said again: "Well, everyone has given me things as gifts, have you given them to me?"

"Of course there is, look." After Jiajia finished speaking, she picked up a little doll and handed it to me.

"Stinky girl, you were so reluctant to give me something when you gave it to me, and now you actually gave him such an expensive thing." She actually bought it for eight-eight yuan. Normally, she would be reluctant to give me a little doll that costs three-eight yuan.

I snatched the doll over, held it in my arms and continued, "No, I can't give this to him. I really like this, so give this to me."

"Qiqi, don't be like this. Next time, next time I will definitely buy one for you, okay?" Jiajia actually didn't want to.

I feel a little unhappy. It turns out that in her heart, I am not as good as Zhe Ye, whom she has not known for a few days. I am jealous, I am very jealous, very jealous...

"No, I want this, I want this." I held her in my arms domineeringly and wouldn't let go.

"Qiqi, don't be like this. I'll buy it for you in the evening, okay?" Jiajia was still unwilling.

"Forget it, just give it to him. He hasn't even become your boyfriend yet, so in your heart, he is more important than me." I said jealously.

At this time, my hatred for Zhe Ye deepened further.

"Qiqi, don't be like this. In fact, in my heart, you are as important as him." Jiajia hugged me and said.

"What, it's just as important." I looked at her with wide eyes and said.

I don't want to do it. I have known her for such a long time. Zheye has only known her for a long time and only exchanged a few words with her. She actually treats me as an equal in her heart.

The hatred in my heart.

"Qiqi..." When Jiajia saw me like this, she would hug me and act like a baby.

"Forget it, forget it." I was really a little angry.

After the class, I didn't even tell Jiajia. When Jiajia asked me, I said it was nothing and that her things would be delivered to Zheye smoothly.

After class, Zhe Ye unexpectedly appeared at the door of my classroom again.
Chapter completed!