"What's the matter, you look down on me?" Luo Mengmeng immediately puffed up angrily.
"It's not that..." Gu Zhihan shook his head, his large hand gently patting her small head, "You've just recovered from a serious illness, I can't bear to use you."
"Cough, cough, since you've said that, fine, I won't go!" Luo Mengmeng gave a sweet smile and then waved her hand at him, "Then you go and come back quickly."
Gu Zhihan instantly felt like a wife waiting for her husband to come home.
The smile on his lips became even thicker, he nodded, "Okay."
Before long, stacks of books were brought into the classroom.
The front lectern was piled high to the brim.
Tong Mo was immediately startled, "Is there really so much work? Is senior year trying to take our lives?"
"Study hard, let's try to get into the same university." Luo Mengmeng reached out and patted her shoulder.
