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Han Bing's actions were so naked that everyone in the class later knew that he liked Zhang Yan.
As for Zhang Yan, she was still well-behaved and quiet, as if she had never known anything about Han Bing. Even if a classmate with a good deed brings this matter up to her, she treats it as a joke. Those who have good deeds will not give up, so she weeps, feeling very wronged.
It made Han Bing very distressed.
Even so, Han Bing never flinched because of it, he was like a demon, he went to talk to Zhang Yan when he had nothing to do, asked her to borrow pencils, erasers, pens, and borrowed everything Zhang Yan could lend him. .
The whole class would sneer at his behavior, of course, including Fang Fei and Shang Ran.
Shang Ran said: "Han Bing, is your family poor? Can't afford anything?"
"I'm so poor that I want to sell myself to Zhang Yan!" Fang Fei said.
"You two, don't be like this! Everyone who laughs at others will always laugh!" Han Bing lost such a gentle sentence, and went to charge again swaggeringly.
Fang Fei felt that she must have met an idiot, an idiot.
Fang Fei looked at Shang Ran, Shang Ran looked at Fang Fei, the deep meaning was self-evident.
Recently, Fang Fei and Shang Ran seem to be more familiar with each other. Because of the need to change seats, she and him often sit together in evening study sessions.
Sometimes I don¡¯t want to study, Fang Fei and Monk Ran only bicker, they just compare height, arms, and
Shang Ran despises Fang Fei short, he is not taller than him sitting up.
Fang Fei laughed at Shang Ran for being strong and strong, like a big black bear.
"My name is Weiwu, what do you know?" Shang Ran didn't take it seriously.
"I don't understand, I really don't understand!" Fang Fei was not convinced.
Such a day is quiet and happy. Fang Fei felt that even the bright moon who kept stabbing her heart was much cuter.
However, one day, Shang Ran was injured. His hand was injured from playing basketball, and his second and third thumbs were swollen.
With the help of his classmates, he went to the school infirmary and prescribed safflower oil.
But Fang Fei really hates the smell of safflower oil, it's sweet and weird.
Every time, he asked Han Bing to help him change the medicine.
However, Han Bing was too busy busy rushing to the front three rows, busy going to the side of the girl he liked.
Seeing Shang Ran being so pitiful, Fang Fei had no choice but to help.
She carefully helped him remove the gauze, change the dressing, and then bandage it again She accidentally discovered that Shang Ran's hands were beautiful, with slender fingers and broad palms. Inadvertent touch, delicate and warm.
That touch, like an electric current, made Fang Fei's heart tighten.
That strange feeling made Fang Fei very uncomfortable, and she even moved a lot more gently.
Maybe it was too ambiguous, Shang Ran said to Fang Fei with some embarrassment: "Thank you Thank you!"
"Oh" Fang Fei agreed vaguely.
Even the air is frozen!
"" Shang Ran didn't know what to say.
"" Fang Fei didn't know what to say
Fang Fei managed to re-bandage his hand and let it go gently. She didn't dare to look at him and said, "It's done!"
"Oh, thank you!" Shang Ran quickly took his hand away!
As if afraid of being eaten!
Fang Fei frowned, but finally said nothing.
Fang Fei buried herself in the book, but uncontrollably, her mind was filled with Shang Ran's hands!
Visual, tactile people are both suffering and longing. That kind of feeling is like the extravagant spicy person eating chili, after the pain, it turns out to be a faint happiness! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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