Destined To Love You

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Because Jiang Ren memorized all the texts, Song Qinqin was able to withdraw from the make-up class, but Meng Ting could not.

After school on Monday, Song Qinqin asked Meng Ting before submitting the application: "Sister, do you really want to make up for him?"

The senior Jiang has zero foundation, whoever gives him make-up lessons will suffer. And as soon as Song Qinqin left, Meng Ting had to make up seven subjects alone. ,

Meng Ting nodded: "I promised him." When she said this, she wrote the outline in her low eyes.

Meng Ting found out the textbooks of the junior high school and was drawing the key points for Jiang Ren. She wrote very carefully, and various complicated knowledge points gradually became clear in her writing.

Song Qinqin couldn't help admiring her a little.

The weather is getting warmer, students always like to roll up their trouser legs in class.

When Song Qinqin's application was approved, Meng Ting just finished sorting out the key points of the last biology. In order to save electricity, the school is afraid of the students squandering. Air conditioning is not allowed in general classrooms in May. You have to wait until the hottest months of June and July to turn on the air conditioning.

Zhao Nuancheng murmured: "What? I thought it could be used if the air conditioner was installed, but it turned out to be two broken fans. It can be used in the teacher's office, it's not fair!"

There are a lot of people in the classroom and the temperature is even higher. She rolled her trouser legs as she said, "It's so hot."

Zhao Nuancheng turned her head to look at Meng Ting, who also had a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. "Listen to you roll up like this, cool down."

Meng Ting smiled and said yes, and bent down, following Zhao Nuancheng's example, rolling the trousers up to the ankles, all the way to the center of the calf. The coolness came in, really cooler.

Hong Hui's face suddenly turned red.

Meng Ting wore a pair of white lace-up sandals. The exposed toes are white and tender. Originally because of the generous uniforms of No. 7 Middle School, no one could tell what level the figure was.

However, because of the heat, I can see it by looking at the tender calf.

Meng Ting didn't notice the strangeness at the same table.

Instead, the next few boys noticed and chuckled: "Hong Hui is not in secret love for school girls."

"Look at him, hahahaha."

A boy said: "But Meng is really white."

The calf is also very beautiful. Slender, white and tender, exceptionally well-proportioned.

She stood in the crowd as if she had automatically turned on the beauty. The boy shrugged: "As for what Hong Hui is doing, you still can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour. They are at the same table anyway. If Meng Ting is my girlfriend, I would be willing to give her shoes."

The boys burst into laughter.

"You want to be beautiful!"

However, when summer arrived, everyone in the Seventh Middle School found a problem-no one had seen the school flower Meng Ting wear a skirt. Not to mention skirts, I have never seen shorts!

What they can see the most is that the delicate ankles go up a little bit.

School classmates occasionally meet on weekends. Because H city is so hot, girls love skirts or shorts when they go home.