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Reborn at Thirty-Eight

Chapter: 2004

Jian Chun’s face suddenly turned red, and she felt like she was on fire. Jiang Qin’s reaction after knowing about this kept recurring in her mind.

Except for Wang Haini, who is a yellow flower girl who can withstand such excitement?

At this moment, Jiang Tian came back with the physical test chart. Her face seemed to be burning red and she looked like she was going to die in the next second. After sitting down, she kept fanning her face with the physical test chart in an attempt to Cool down.

“What’s wrong with you?”

Jiang Tian lowered his voice: “Jiang Qin knows about the pillow…”

“ah?”

Jian Chun’s face turned even redder: “Have you asked him?”

Jiang Tian put the physical test chart in his hand on the table: “You will know by looking at it yourself.”

Jian Chun took a look and found that in the name column, Jiang Qin had written the word “hug” and “木” next to it, but quickly crossed it out and wrote the word “Jiang Qin”.

“When I went to find him just now, he must have been distracted and thought about the pillow, and accidentally wrote the wrong thing.”

“Oh My God……”

Jian Chun found it hard to breathe and lay on the table humming for a while.

But fortunately, they are all accomplices, so they won’t have to bear this shame alone.

“Classmate Jian Chun, do you have a fever? Why is your face so red?”

“No, I’m not angry, not at all…”

Jian Chun shrank her face between her arms and denied it fiercely. Her face was even hotter than before.

“?”

Zhuang Chen was slightly startled, wondering why he still had an accent.

At the same time, Jiang Qin got up from his seat and called Lao Cao and the others to pee, but none of the three wanted to go.

He was too embarrassed to tell Song Qingqing and the others to go pee, so he walked out of the classroom with his bag in his pocket.

Feng Nanshu was standing in the corridor listening to the gossip. When she saw Jiang Qin walking out, she couldn’t help puffing up her cheeks and grumbling a little, looking a little aloof. She just stared at him without saying a word.

“Why don’t you call me brother?”

“You won’t let me hang up your pillow.”

“I really hold a grudge…”

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