Something is wrong with the fiancee [Transmigration Book]

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For the time being, she replied, "Let's go to class first."

"uh-huh."

Hmm, your size.Song Ruo stuffed her phone into her schoolbag.

Today is not a big exam, it is better than a big exam.In the four classes in the morning, none of the teachers gave lectures, and they all did mock papers.After writing it down for a long time, the students all mourned.On the way to dinner, Lin Jinran kept complaining that his hands hurt.

During the lunch break, Lin Jinran said that he was tired and wanted to sleep, so Song Ruo went to the library alone to return all the books he borrowed last time. When he came back, a little girl suddenly appeared on the way, standing in front of them, blushing, He faltered and faltered.

Like a little sister in junior high school.

Song Ruo was the first to ask, "What's the matter?"

The little girl nodded, her face blushing, "You, you are in class seven, help me to tell Meng Jing, okay?"

Song Ruo thought for a while, but he didn't know what mood he was in, so he just said mechanically: "It's better for you to go by yourself."

"No, no, no. You are that Song Ruo, you are so powerful, and you are in the same class as her, so please help me to transfer..."

The little girl's eyes were watery, and she was about to cry.

Song Ruo never saw others cry in his life.

When she was walking towards the classroom with that hot potato, she was in a bad mood, full of slander: As expected of a novel, there really is such a thing.For example, school flowers and school grass, in fact, when she was studying, few of her classmates had the leisure to choose.After all, just dealing with homework, most people are already too busy.

But which teenage Mary Su novel doesn't contain ten or eight school beauties?

Meng Jing's position in this book is even more amazing, she is both a school girl and a school belle...

Back in the classroom, the flower was not there, and there were a few test papers on the table, which looked a little messy.

Lin Jinran lay on the table, falling asleep like a hibernating animal.

Some classmates spoke, but the volume was extremely low.

It's a quiet afternoon.

Song Ruo took out her phone, clicked into WeChat, and found the wedding photos.

Her eyes opened slowly.

The sperm whale's impeccable looks are a secondary concern.

The point is, there is a stark contrast in the expressions between the two.

Although the smile on her face was warm, it was faint, as weak as a first quarter moon.

But the face of Meng Jing next to her was like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning. If she didn't know the inside story, someone would tell her out of thin air that the sperm whale was forced to marry, and she would not believe it.That sincere smile seemed to marry the girl of her dreams, and she was as happy as a real bride.

Looking at it, she felt that Meng Jing's face was slightly familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

It's definitely not the world she used to live in, but it has a sense of history, like an old friend.

Where is it.

While she was thinking, she transferred the letter on the table to Meng Jing's desk, when suddenly someone said, "Ruo Ruo, help me to read this question."

Song Ruo turned around, and it turned out to be Zhao Yuanyuan, who came to look for her with a chemistry exercise book.

She nodded, and after reading the question, she wrote down a few equations.

Zhao Yuanyuan nodded while watching, "So that's how it is."

In the blink of an eye, the clues in my mind were strung together.Song Ruo paused, and couldn't help laughing: "It turned out to be her."

Zhao Yuanyuan: "Ah? Who is it?"

"No, nothing." Song Ruo shook her head apologetically, and finished the question with a slight smile.

It's no wonder that in the evening of that afternoon, the gangsters who made an appointment to fight with each other called the girl "Sister Jing".

It's not "Sister Jing" at all, but "Sister Jing".

No wonder I felt familiar when I took over the helmet yesterday.

Thanks to her painstaking efforts to avoid seeing her face clearly.

It turns out that I have seen it before.Not only has she seen it, she even gave it a nickname on her own initiative: Angel of the Thunderbolt.

When school was over in the afternoon, everyone left. Song Ruo looked at the back row and packed her schoolbag. Meng Jing's schoolbag was also packed, and the papers were neatly stacked inside.Then I went to the swimming pool with two schoolbags.

Meeting Shengxue at the door, Shengxue let out a wow: "Ruoruo, you are here to pick up your wife."

Song Ruo thought that she was indeed the hair boy of the sperm whale, so she made a hissing gesture and asked, "Is she in there?"

"Yeah, let's go. You guys are too sweet." Sheng Xue smiled and left with wet hair.

When Song Ruo went in, it happened that Meng Jing had just landed, and when their eyes collided with each other, she still avoided her habitually.

Meng Jing saw it clearly, ouched and sat on the ground.

Song Ruo was a little nervous and rushed over to ask what was wrong.

Meng Jing ouched twice: "What should I do, it seems to be twisted."

Song Ruo calmed down for a while, squatted down, looked at the two long white legs in front of her, and asked, "Where is the twist?"

"Here." Meng Jing took her hand and placed it somewhere on her right leg.

Song Ruo kneaded that beautiful calf for her, massaged it for a while, and asked, "Is it better?"

"It still hurts."

Song Ruo thought that there was no way to do this, so she continued to press.

Meng Jing bent one leg, supported her chin with her hand, saw the white and delicate fingers lingering on her skin, and then looked at the side profile of her fiancée who was focused, and suddenly laughed: "Hey, you dare not look at me, why don't you look at me?" Are you afraid that you will fall in love with me?"

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