Although it was just a glance, a certain man felt the world spin, and he almost had a nosebleed.
When Shang Xixia returned with the water cup, a certain pretentious man had already gotten off the bed, and the quilt on the bed was folded into an extremely standard tofu block.
"Not bad, not bad, the inspection result is an A, Xiao Xu is gone."
Gu Jingchen didn't even turn his head, suppressing the bitterness and gloom on his face. His tall figure stood under the dormitory light, forming a silhouette between light and shadow. Without looking back, he spoke directly to Xiao Xu.
"Aren't you going to teach these two students how to fold their quilts?" Xiao Xu asked, quickly turned around, and followed along.
"Instructor, your water?" Shang Xixia looked at the water in her fair palm and murmured softly, but the person had already walked far away.
"Men are fickle too? How come emotions change so quickly?"
