Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Chapter 52: Review

In the next few rounds, the boys got more and more free, and it was really shocking.

The girls who watched were crying and laughing.

The No. 3 player who was just rounded by Ma Xiaoding finally got the trump card and retaliated back.

Ma Xiaoding was forced to play Romeo Juliet with the boy next to him. He met his eyes and confessed affectionately. After a passionate hug, the two immediately let go, turned their heads together, pretending to be vomiting.

Inside the box, laughter continued.

Ma Xiaoding sighed: "Why is the same acting? Thank God for acting so seriously!"

His Romeo complained: "If you have a tenth handsome brother Yu, I won't be that difficult."

Ma Xiaoding: "What do you mean, come, have a fight!"

Song Yu had a J in his hand and smiled when he heard their chat. But the eyes were erratic, obviously absent-minded.

"It's been eleven rounds, and the ghost card has never appeared on Xie Sui and Brother Yu. What kind of luck is this?"

A boy shook his head and sighed as he shuffled the cards.

"Wait a minute," a girl with a ball head suddenly raised her hand, blinked her eyes, and laughed: "I reasonably suspect that this is a card issue, Jiang Chunian, do you have a spare?"

The unchanging thirteen cards, it is too simple to manipulate the trump card.

Jiang Chunian said: "I brought a pair of poker cards, but only A to K can be exchanged, and the big and small kings are still those two."

The ball head girl volunteered: "Then stop for a while, I'll go buy a new one. Thank God, I must know which girl it is!"

No way, she is really curious about the school grass's favorite person.

There are not so many girls who are enthusiastic about CP.

At this age, there is still a bit of girl admiration for people like the school grass, school bully.

The soul of gossip and the heart of comparison are burning.

Who does he like? Is that girl pretty? Am I worse than her?

It's tickling in her heart like being scratched.

Jiang Chunian hugged the pillow and laughed hard: "Really? I'm afraid you know the answer, so I want to hit the wall depressed."

The girl snorted, but she smiled and looked at Song Yu: "There is also Brother Yu, you have thoughts day by day and dream night by night, so curious, who is lucky enough to enter your dreams."

Song Yu pulled the corners of his lips: "You think too much." It's not a spring dream.

Jiang Chunian: "Go quickly. If the person in their dreams is the other person, I'm afraid you will cry in my arms."

The girl with the ball head got up, the legs of the pleated skirt were long and thin, and she glared at her: "Shut up, rotten girl, poison you tonight."

Song Yu: "......" Is the representative of the Chinese class open?

The others were a little tired after being hit for so long, urging her to go out.

"Bring me that bottle of ice tea."

"And me, with a bottle of orange soda, thank you."

Liang Yingying continued to eat her potato chips, leaned over, and asked Jiang Chunian in a low voice: "Are you so sure?"