Su Hao returned to the window and sat down, and saw that the stationery bag he had detained by Du Kang was placed on the desk. I don’t know if it was Du Kang’s placement or Xu Lie.

She turned her head and glanced at her new deskmate who was carefully flipping through the book.

Her new deskmate is holding a pen and circles the marks on the catalog page of the new textbook, roughly demarcating what are the contents they have learned and what are the new knowledge points.

The whole person was so deserted that he seemed to be isolated from the world.

Su Hao left the seat empty for a while, but he was not used to the figure that appeared in the light of the light, so he had to lie down and go to bed.

As a result, before he fell asleep, the harsh bell rang.

Just now, Du Kang ordered her to take out the miscellaneous items from Xu Lie’s desk after the first evening self-study get out of class.

She sighed, took out a silver key from her coin purse, and turned around: "Ranjie?"

Xu Lie glanced at her, closed the textbook and stood aside.

The classrooms in Nanzhong use flip desks, and there is a lockable metal buckle on the edge of the desk cover. However, in order to avoid students hiding prohibited items, this is not allowed in principle.

Su Hao is certainly not a person who abides by the principles.

She unscrewed the lock with the key, removed the padlock, flipped up Xu Lie's table cover, and was about to reach out to pull it in, she suddenly paused.

There were a few sketches scattered around the desk that signed her signature—

All portraits.

Portrait of a man.

The muscles are naked, and even a certain organ depicts a portrait of a man.

"..." Why doesn't she remember these paintings stuffed into her desk before the winter vacation?

The moment Su Haoshi stopped, Xu Lie's eyes fell.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Su Hao feels that he seems to have a trace of commendable - surprise?

Su Hao used it for a second, and chose the latter between "picking up these paintings in a panic" and "giving him to see enough".

"Get used to it, your deskmate, I am an art student with a very open mind," she supported her elbows on the edge of the table cover, and the disdain at the corner of her mouth was just right. "I can't accept this standard, and it will be difficult for us to get along in the future."

"Oh by the way, and," Su Hao casually pointed to the muscular man who was completely different from Xu Lie's type, as if he was clarifying what he said to the old class just now, "By the way, I'll introduce my ideal type."

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Chapter completed!