Han Zeyu vomited blood again. This was the first time he was so unruly in the classroom...

He was truly speechless and speechless to this little idiot!

"That's not right." An Mengmeng thought for a while, looked at Qingze next to her, and suddenly asked: "Why do they all call you Qingze Gexia?" When she came to the college, except for a few people, almost all the students called him.

Qingze, why did she call her Qingze?

Could it be that she had been thinking about this for ten minutes just now?

"Push——." Han Zeyu fell to the ground again. This time he had no blood and vomited, only his heart, liver and spleen were left...

"Mengqi...did you think about this?" Han Zeyu asked with a dark line on his face.

An Mengmeng saw that he fell to the ground again, and said strangely: "Yes! But, Qingze, why are you on the ground again?"

The most speechless thing in the world is playing the piano to a cow.

"Forget it, forget it, I want to sleep now. Don't talk to me. I don't want to answer." Han Zeyu got up from the ground again. He felt that if he said something to her or answered her now, he would

It will be thought of as a convulsion and death.

An Mengmeng nodded and said, "Okay, Qingze, go to sleep."

Han Zeyu immediately lay down on the table.

Three minutes later...
Chapter completed!