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... who was leaving through the front door of the classroom, and couldn’t help but lower her eyes.
Just now, it seemed like he was going to come over.
Nie Qiqi had almost burrowed into Li Qingrong’s arms, with a smile on her face that screamed cunning.
"Class~ President~~, it’s so cold."
Before she could finish her act, Cai Xiaoqing pinched her by the back collar and pulled her to the side.
"If you’re cold, go get cremated, it’s warm in the furnace."
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