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Han qiqingâs expression fell and she said gloomily, â I told my brother that I was heartbroken ... And I cried so miserably. Of course, I was pretending. I was obviously very successful in pretending and even deceived myself, but I kept feeling that he saw through me, so he said that he would tutor me personally. &Quot;
Otherwise, her ice-cold brother would be so busy every day. How could he have so much free time to personally tutor her?
Mu Xiaoxiao was embarrassed. &Quot; why are you saying that youâve fallen out of love ... Could it be that your brother misunderstood you and thought that youâve regressed in your studies because youâre in love? â
âI already said that I didnât regress! I just havenât improved!â Han qiqing emphasized.
âOkay, okay, okay, you didnât regress. You just didnât improve. Then why did you think of saying that youâve broken up?â Mu Xiaoxiao asked curiously.
Han qiqing pursed her lips. &Quot; didnât Yin Shaojie tell me to pretend to be sick? So ... I thought of breaking up, isnât that the biggest worry?â
Mu Xiaoxiao said, â ... Actually, you can choose depression or something. &Quot;n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
&Quot; itâs useless to say anything now ... &Quot; han qiqing sighed and buried her face in Xiaoxiaoâs shoulder. She was twitching as if she was crying.
Mu Xiaoxiao patted her back to comfort her.
âArenât I here now? Iâll help you think of a way.â
Han qiqing said, touched, â Xiaoxiao, youâre so nice ... &Quot;
As he spoke, he raised his head and kissed her on the cheek.
Mu Xiaoxiao laughed and nudged her. &Quot; can you get up first? Youâre so heavy, youâre making me uncomfortable.â
Han qiqing lowered her head and glanced at her ample chest. She turned around and accused her, â Iâm not even talking about you. Your chest is already touching me. &Quot;
Mu Xiaoxiao was embarrassed.
Han qiqing got up and lay down on the other side of the bed.
âIt seems that I can only avoid the tutoring if I fall sick ...â
Mu Xiaoxiao wasnât as optimistic as she was. &Quot; what if you get better? â she asked. I still need to study, I canât keep falling sick, right?â
Han qiqing thought about it and agreed. Her little face became even more depressed. &Quot; then what should we do ... &Quot;
Was there really no other way?
&Quot; donât worry. Iâll do my best to help you think of a way, but ... &Quot; mu Xiaoxiao paused, her little face looking a little awkward.
âBut what?â Han qiqing turned to ask her.
âBut you have to help me first!â Mu Xiaoxiao sat up and coughed with her hand in her mouth.
âWhat can I help you with?â Han qiqing asked, puzzled.
Moreover, when had she not helped Xiaoxiao when she was in trouble?
Mu Xiaoxiaoâs face was suspiciously red. She grabbed her bag that had been thrown aside, looked up at the door, and asked, â did you lock the door? â
âNo, I didnât,â Han qiqing shook her head and looked at her mysterious look. &Quot; Whatâs in the bag? â
âLock the door first!â Mu Xiaoxiao said.
âOh.â Han qiqing got off the bed and went to lock the door. Then, she quickly jumped back onto the bed. &Quot; what exactly is it? â
Her gossipy soul was burning.
Mu Xiaoxiao licked her lips nervously and said, â Iâll tell you, but you canât laugh. &Quot;
Han qiqing knelt on her knees and sat on her feet. She said seriously, â I promise I wonât laugh! &Quot;
âThat ... Didnât Yin Shaojie and I ... Do that? I suddenly remembered that we didnât ...â
Hearing her speak so slowly, han qiqing was worried to death. &Quot; nothing? Hurry up and tell me! Youâre not wearing a condom?â
Mu Xiaoxiao was speechless.
His eyes looked at her in shock, as if he was asking: How did you know?