Gu Xin walked out of the clinic and saw Yang Biao.

Yang Biao was holding something similar to information in his hand.

"Hi."

Gu Xin waved enthusiastically.

Yang Biao looked at Gu Xin, his lips squirmed, and then raised his hand very stiffly, and replied, "Hi."

Gu Xin, “…”

Hiss, why do you think that Yang Biao’s attitude towards her is also good, many...

She was ready to be stinky by his face.

What happened one night ago?

"Well, I will help Dr. Bo copy the information."

Yang Biao took the initiative again.

"oh."

Gu Xin nodded, glanced at him inadvertently, and saw the word "envious" in the information on the other party's hand, and his eyelids trembled subconsciously.

She went to sign up for Graymen Sandang's house to use the name "Su Xian".

Of course, a peerless and elegant man like Bo Zhi cannot have anything to do with a gray area like the gray gate.

Could it be...

Is there a "envious" in Bo Zhi's girlfriend's name?

...

After Gu Xin left, Bo Zhijing stood for a while, then reached out to his assistant, "Porridge."

Assistant, “…oh, Doctor Bo wants me to see if I have asked this porridge first…”

However, Bo Zhi glanced at him and the assistant immediately changed his mind, extremely firm, "It's definitely no problem."

...

Gu Xin almost checked in to the classroom.

It is plain face facing the sky, but it is so beautiful and eye-catching.

"For Mao, I think Gu Xin is getting better and better every day."

"Anyway, I've already missed her. Look at the little skin, the water is clear and clear...hiss..."

"What's the use of a group of shallow ones, beautiful, beautiful..."

"But she took the third grade exam yesterday, and she was simply beautiful and talented..."

Gu Xin walked back to his seat without hesitation.

Is it third in grade? Next time, what she wants is not the third in grade.

"I heard that Gu Sisi lived in your house?"

Zhen Qian suddenly turned her head and asked.

It was rare that she took the initiative to ask, and Gu Xin immediately raised her lips and smiled, "Why, are you also her fan?"

"I'm gonna be—"

After Zhen Qian said that, she felt a little confused, so she straightened her head and sat straight.

But Gu Xin opened her eyes wide, "Damn, new deskmate, you are so pretty when you scold someone."

Her long eyelashes blinked, making Zhen Qian look embarrassed and said nothing, "I... didn't say anything just now."

Gu Xin nodded meaningfully, "Oh, okay, I didn't hear anything just now."

"Gu Xin, you..."

Zhen Qian looked at her inquiry, "It's not quite the same as the rumors."

Gu Xin put his hand behind his head, and looked like a big boss, "Oh, where are the rumors?"

"Yeah, nothing is it."

Zhen Qian raised the ink-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and while taking out the book, Yu Guang also glanced at the back of Gu Xin's hand.

Behind him, a finger poked Gu Xin lightly, and she tilted her head, "What are you doing, Zhu Ziming."

Her voice sounded fierce, but she raised her eyebrows and had a bad expression.

Zhu Ziming shrank his hand, "...Well, after morning reading class, it's Chinese class, and I'm going to memorize classical Chinese today. I'm afraid you don't know the class schedule, so I'll remind you."

"Oh, thank you."

Gu Xin turned his head and took the book.

"Damn it, it's true that I have hearing problems. Gu Xin really said thank you to me."

My deskmate looked at Zhu Ziming, "I heard it too, so you don't have to pinch your face."

The classroom quickly became quiet.

After reading the Chinese language documents for a while, Gu Xin was drowsy. It was really not difficult.

Until the end of get out of class rings, a figure appears at the door of the classroom.

The whole class was in full swing.

"God, it's School Grace Ning. He really can't bear to leave us and comes to see us!"

"You're blind, the school grass's face is obviously not very good!"

"What are he holding in his arms..."

"Look, he walked towards Gu Xin."

"Hehe, there's another good show."

"Bang."

A pile of things suddenly fell on Gu Xin's desk and shone on her head.

The whole classroom suddenly became silent again.

Zhen Qian was calculating the problem, looked at Ning Fangyuan's extremely gloomy face, and raised her hand to push Gu Xin.

"Gu Xin, Gu Xin..."

"Well..." Gu Xin slowly raised her head and looked at Zhen Qian in a daze, sleepy, "Ah, is it in class?"

The eyes suddenly became clear, "Who gave me a lot of love letters..."

"Gu Xin, stop pretending!"

Ning Fangyuan looked angry and said, "I thought you finally knew how to make progress and no longer do these meaningless things, but in the end, you still can't stand the mud!"

Gu Xin's sleepiness instantly dissipated. He leaned back, raised his chin, and stared at Ning Fangyuan, "Ning Fangyuan, if your mouth can't speak, I don't mind tearing it off for you."

School grass, “…”

The students watching around were thrusting their eyes.

Gu Xin, you're crazy!

"Gu Xin, pretending to be crazy and stupid will not attract my attention. I will warn you one last time that no matter what you do, I will not like you!"

Ning Fangyuan pointed to the pile of things on the desk, "Don't send these again in the future. If you have this time, why not study hard!"

He felt disappointed before, but unexpectedly, when he turned around, Gu Xin gave him a bunch of love letters, which filled his desk early in the morning.

Sure enough, waste slag is waste slag.

Gu Xin glanced down, "What do you mean, these love letters... I gave them?"

Gu Xin pointed at himself, looking incredible, "Ning Fangyuan, you are not sick in your brain!"

"Hiss..."

In the classroom, there was another burst of breath.

Gu Xin was really crazy and spoke to Ning School Cao like this.

"Gu Xin!"

Ning Fangyuan couldn't bear it anymore, "You are hopeless!"

"Ning Fangyuan..."

At this moment, another girl came in in the classroom of Class 7.

"Wow, the school beauty is here too."

“It’s so lively.”

“…”
To be continued...