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After He Yimiao returned to school, he and Yu Ji'an separated. He Yimiao walked back to the dormitory, not in a very clear mood. There was only Du Du in the dormitory, and he was watching his live broadcast on time. As soon as he opened the door, Du Du was Xiao Yueyue who followed him twisted and sang, and he liked to play it when no one was around.

"Shuai Shuai, you're back so soon?" Du Du said as he put on the earphones.

He Yimiao said: "It's okay, you can play it outside, and I'll listen too."

Now his mind is full of Mu Qing and his blind date, it's like a dark cloud is over his head.

"Okay, come, come, let me show you my little Yueyue." Du Du pulled He Yimiao over, and then brushed another wave of gifts by the way.

He Yimiao took a look: "I said you are so poor that you have to use shampoo, and you dare to use it on it."

"Are you brother?" Du Du bumped him.

This Xiaoyueyue sang a popular song, He Yimiao pulled her chair over, and started to howl like Du Du. To be honest, sometimes singing can really change your mood and relieve stress. He Yimiao couldn't help but talk to Du Du swing together.

At this time, Mu Qingsui opened the door suddenly, just in time to see the two crazy people together, Mu Qingsui's face immediately turned black, didn't it mean that he was not feeling well?What's happening here?Dorm disco?

The sound of him entering the door was like pressing the pause button, and He Yimiao put down his raised hand, still feeling a little excited in his heart.

"Earphones, earphones." He Yimiao poked Du Du and said.

The two sat down obediently, each with a headset, the sound on the computer disappeared immediately, Mu Qingsui walked in without any expression, He Yimiao didn't have any thoughts to continue watching the live broadcast, his attention was all on Mu Qings body.

After Mu Qingsui came in, he turned on the computer. He Yimiao didn't think he would be idle like them. Looking at Du Du's mirror, He Yimiao saw that Mu Qingsui was typing on the keyboard. One thing He Yimiao had always admired Mu Qingsui. That is, at any time, he will quickly enter the learning state.

Such a highly self-disciplined perverted person would marry so early, probably not, they should have reached the legal age, right? He Yimiao was distracted, and Du Du found that his eyes were not on the screen, so he snatched the other earphone over. He Yimiao returned to her place with her chair.

Because of something on his mind, He Yimiao glanced at Mu Qingsui, who knew that Mu Qingsui just turned his head, the eyes of the two collided, and Mu Qingsui calmly looked away, but the cheeky He Yimiao turned hot this time for a moment.

He sat down and sent Mu Qingsui a message: Have you completed your blind date?

When Mu Qingsui heard the phone ringing, he glanced at it and put it down again. He Yimiao thought he would not return, but after waiting for 5 minutes, He Yimiao received a message from Mu Qingsui: I am not on a blind date.

No blind date?Didn't that girl say they were on a blind date, so He Yimiao sent another message: Then why did you go shopping together?

After sending this message, He Yimiao glanced at Mu Qingsui several times. Mu Qingsui had no intention of looking at the phone at all. After a while he encountered a problem, so he began to struggle with this problem.

When He Yimiao got up, he would feel restless. He lay down on his stomach for a while and read the question again, then got up and took the draft paper to write, but he still had no idea. Then, he changed his sitting position again. Suddenly, He Yimiao felt that he was here. The light dimmed, and a slender, handsome hand rested on his book.

Then he heard Mu Qingsui start explaining to him, and when he finished speaking, he asked "Do you understand?"

"Understood, thank you." He Yimiao raised her head and smirked. To be honest, Mu Qing was so happy when he gave him a lecture.

Mu Qingsui gave him a cold look and said, "Your moving around is a bit of an eyesore."

He Yimiao's smile froze immediately, what would happen if he didn't say a word, it's such a bad fart every time, it ruins the atmosphere.

[The author has something to say: Happy New Year's Eve]