Jingyun Zhaoyi Songkou, Jing Fan also breathed a sigh of relief, grinning, suddenly remembered something, and then said: "Right, Han Nan, he and his sister, you are a class..."
The voice has not yet fallen, and the expression on Jing Yunzhao's face suddenly paused. The dawn flashed a hint of coldness, and the black Emperor's hand was collected.
"Hannan? Is your boyfriend a him?" Jing Yunzhao asked.
"Well..." Jing Fan’s heart jumped, some did not understand, because Jing Yunzhao’s change was too sudden, as if he had a big opinion on Hannan, but she never listened to Hannan’s praise. Yun Zhao, it is reasonable to say that two people should be ordinary classmates...
"How do you know each other?" Jing Yunzhao asked her to sit down and then asked seriously.
Jing Fan was panicked: "It was just a few months ago. When I went to see you, I met him from the dormitory building. Then I chatted a few times and knew that he was your classmate. Just cooked."
She usually keeps a distance from the boys, but Han Nan’s offensive is very fierce. Every morning, she appears on time, gentle, and when she hasn’t promised Han Nan, all the classmates have thought that Hannan is her boyfriend. I didn't feel tempted at first, but the friends in the dormitory always praised him with a left sentence and a right sentence. The time was long, and Han Nan’s feelings for her were more and more different.
In addition to Jingyun Showa Xiangyu, no one has been so kind to her. In Hannan, she felt a kind of warmth, deeper and deeper. Every time she thought of him, there was a roller coaster in her heart. The same feeling makes her crazy and a little intoxicated.
Jing Yunzhao slammed his mouth and let Jing Fan say everything about the two.
More and more, Hannan’s emotions are coming too suddenly.
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