Chapter 220

"Yes! You two can't change your mind." Qin Huai adjusted his chair back, sat down and looked at Zhang Nuan.

Zhang Nuan looked up at Qin Huai: "don't worry, we won't change our mind."

She was just about to take back her sight. She saw a handsome boy standing on the wall outside the window. His eyes were secretly looking at Leng Bingling. He was holding a paper plane in his hand. She saw the boy's hand push hard, and the paper plane landed on Leng Bingling's desktop accurately.

The boy looked at the plane that fell on Leng Bingling's desk, and the corner of his lip bent an arc and disappeared.

Zhang Nuan took the whole scene under her eyes. She exclaimed, "my little darling."

She immediately stood up, took a step to Leng Bingling's side and said anxiously, "Bingbing, take a look at what it is?"

Leng Bingling raised her eyebrows and glanced at the paper plane that suddenly came in front of her. There was a pink love on the wing.

Looking at the pink love full of girl feelings and like a girl's dream, Leng Bingling was unable to smoke her lips.

There were no waves on her face. She reached out to pick up the paper plane and rubbed it into a mess. She was trying to tear it off.

Zhang Nuan hurriedly took her hand and cried anxiously, "Bingbing, I haven't seen it yet. Why tear it so fast."

"It's all nonsense."

Zhang Nuan said, "I'll tear the nonsense after reading it." then she reached out and grabbed the paper from her hand, opened it, and immediately saw a pink love.

Zhang Nuan, who had never received a love letter, couldn't stand it. She shouted wildly, "Ma, pink love, this classmate is too provocative! He even drew a pink love on it and expressed it to you in broad daylight. You don't have to open it and take a look at the love to know what he wants to express?"

Leng Bingling hooked her lip. "If you like it, take the plane and enjoy it slowly."

While dismantling the plane, Zhang Nuan muttered, "I don't dare to take the love from others." he looked at the plane, "Bingbing, the boy is Guo Meng of class 2, grade 3, senior high school. He left a micro signal asking you to add him, add him?"

Leng Bingling looked up and scanned the classroom. Several students were looking at her with covetous eyes. She couldn't pull her lips. She didn't even bother to look at the content of the paper and said directly, "no, tear it."

"Really not. I saw that boy just now. He looks very good."

Lu Tianyu, who had been leaning lazily against the wall, frowned and became more agitated. He glanced at Zhang Nuan, moved his body to the chair, sat up straight, stretched out the back of his right hand, knocked on Leng Bingling's desk a few times, and said angrily, "class is coming soon. What's the noise?"

Zhang Nuan glanced at Lu Tianyu. The low pressure was wrapped around his body, and his face was full of irritability and unhappiness.

She stretched out her tongue in fear and put the paper plane opened in her hand into Leng Bingling's hand.

Go back to your seat and sit down.

Leng Bingling raised her eyelids slightly, her long and fine eyelashes moved slightly, and looked at the wall clock hanging on the podium. It was ten minutes before the early reading time.

Today, anyone who stepped on the dog's tail came to the classroom and met people.

She slightly turned her head and looked at Lu Tianyu: "did you eat gunpowder for breakfast today?"

Lu Tianyu was stunned for a moment. Soon he stretched out his hand and grabbed the paper plane that Leng Bingling had disassembled. "For this broken paper, he chattered in the classroom“

PS: good night