Destined To Love You

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The elder sister looked at her in surprise and was overwhelmed with joy. The girl looked like she was responsible for the beauty of the law circle. At the age of eighteen, with white and tender skin, asking her what to answer politely, makes people feel good.

"Well, you can go to the dormitory aunt to register. I'm going to pick up other students."

There were not many law students studying in law. When Meng Ting finished the registration and moved the box to 307, several of her roommates had already made their beds.

As soon as Meng Ting came in, everyone looked over.

Their dormitory is a quadruple room with upper and lower bunks. Two of the lower bunks and one upper bunk have been occupied, and there is only one upper bunk next to the door.

The three girls exchanged their names as soon as they came, so they knew who was the one who didn't come. It is said that he was the No. 1 scholar in science in City H, which is particularly awesome.

Mi Lei's eyes widened: "Are you Meng Ting?"

The girl who came in outside the door pulled a bean-green suitcase behind her. She was wearing a light blue Republican jacket with a black skirt over her knees. There is a delicate and gentle beauty.

Meng Ting smiled and nodded: "Hello, my name is Meng Ting."

Song Huanhuan was sitting in front of the table, her character was a little bluffing: "Wow, you are the number one scholar in science in your city, you are so beautiful."

"Thank you, you are also beautiful."

Song Huanhuan's heart guards against losing in an instant!

Before Meng Ting came, they had heard that there was another roommate who was the No. 1 in city h. According to their guess, the No. 1 in science must be very serious and serious. If it was a girl, she would probably wear thick-framed glasses, which was more silent and introverted. some type of. Maybe it was a serious and rigid learning madman.

As a result, those who walked in looked like graceful beauties from Jiangnan Water Village.

Song Huanhuan is a deep face control, she is crazy: "Come here, I will help you carry your luggage. Only one upper bunk is left. Are you used to sleeping on the upper bunk? If you are afraid, I can use the lower bunk to replace it with you."

The girl applying makeup in the corner covered the mirror heavily and went out. The room was quiet for a moment.

Meng Ting looked at her back and said to Song Huanhuan, "Thank you, I can sleep on the upper bunk."

Mi Lei said, "Don't pay attention to her. Her name is Jiang Rong. She said that she couldn't sleep in the upper bunk, so Huanhuan asked her to give her the bed. Huanhuan refused. She was still angry and didn't say a word to us. Up."

Song Huanhuan held her heart: "She is rude and hateful. Why should I give it to her? But, Meng heard you want my bed, I can give it to you."

Meng could not laugh or cry.

She climbed up to make the bed, and Song Huanhuan looked at her with her neck up, like Sa Huan’s little milk dog. She was very familiar: “You look good when you hear it. Where did you buy it?”

"Grandma did it."

"She is so dexterous."

Mi Lei couldn't laugh.

She and Song Huanhuan are high school classmates and know her character. Song Huanhuan guessed it would be hard to spit out this clothes if it were put on someone else. After all, the fabric is very old, or hand-sewn. Although one stitch and one thread are tight and strong, it still feels incompatible with this era.