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Chapter 7 Itchy Heart

Chapter 7 Itchy heart

It’s a coincidence that Song Ranran likes this type the most.

The more cold and abstinent you are, the more you want to ask people to see what they would look like if they are infected with love and desire.

She is very curious.

Song Ranran unconsciously bit her lips, and her heart felt like she was being flirted with her feathers, and she was slightly itchy.

However, just when her face control attributes were on the rise and she was about to move, a sob sound suddenly played in the sea of ​​consciousness. The effect was like someone crying and howling in your mind, like a heavy hammer, and the atmosphere was destroyed when there was a little thought in your mind.

“…”

"System, can you stop playing the suona every time you suddenly, and I will be sent away by you after a few more times."

With his eyes down, Song Ranran's spirit was instantly depressed.

Various musical instruments, suona is king.

This power is simply comparable to a killing weapon on earth.

001 snorted coldly and replied coldly: "Warning the host, early love is not allowed in the code of good students."

Especially since the host's grades have not improved yet, he still wants to harm others' academic gods?!

001 As a learning system, it is simply unsightly to see the behavior of its own host!

"I can't think about it?" Song Ranran was confident.

001: "Learning is a practice. It is recommended that the host be clear about his heart and has few desires."

Song Ranran:...

Song Ranran's cheeks bulged slightly, and she took a deep breath to calm her mood.

However, after being disturbed by the system, her attention was not focused on Rong Zhou.

There are thousands of men in the world, but if this doesn’t work, then I will be next.

The team walked through the stairs and could not see the classroom after going downstairs, and the students gradually calmed down.

There were twenty minutes between the class. After finishing the exercises, Song Ranran returned to the classroom and lay down in her seat for a while, and then started the following two classes.

There are many and tight courses in high school. In order to get points, Song Ranran dared not be distracted in every class and could only try her best to listen.

After a whole day of class, Song Ranran had no time to care about anything else, and Rong Zhou's figure had long been left behind.

It was not until the bell rang for the last class in the evening that she stopped writing and finally felt a little relaxed.

After rubbing his slightly sore wrists and stretching his back, Song Ranran began to slowly clean up the textbooks on the table and the homework they were going to do tonight.

[Ding. Congratulations to the host for successfully completing 2 daily tasks, and the points reward has been issued.]

The familiar mechanical sound sounded, and Song Ranran looked at the 50 points that appeared in the character panel and bent the corners of her mouth.

After packing up his schoolbag, Song Ranran left the classroom.

The first night of high school is nine o'clock, and now it is the end of school. Students on campus walk together in groups of three or three.

I had no friends in school and I was alone in and out of classes on weekdays, but it also made Song Ranran happy and comfortable alone.

At this time, the school gate is usually the most crowded, and there are many parents coming to pick up students, and even more cars parked on the road.

But these have nothing to do with Song Ranran. In her memory, the original girl would trot on her backpack for a long time after school to catch the last last bus in the evening.

But Song Ranran did not intend to be the same as the original body.

It is neither safe nor troublesome to go to the remote last bus alone at such a late time.

There is so much homework to do in the evening, and she still wants to go home early.

After leaving the school gate and following the vague memories in my mind, Song Ranran walked a long way forward and then turned two turns.

Under the dim street lights, a low-key black car parked there on the side of the street opposite.

Song Ranran: I just think about it

System: Advise the host to be pure and have few desires and no desires

“…”

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Zhao Zhaoshi
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