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Chapter 662 Is Xi Jiu's heavy palpitations really Fengshui turns?(2/2)

But this is too tiring.

But Xi Jiu had to go.

He really didn't want to come.

"You thought I wanted to come..." Yu Heqian muttered softly.

It's totally different for him to come to her and for her to take him away!

She pursed her lips in fear, her eyes as deep as abyss.

In the interstellar world, if anyone knew about this, Shen Pan would most likely end up like the Tang Monk in the book she read not long ago called Journey to the West.

Yu Heqian looked at the backs of Shen Cang and Xi Jiu, and inexplicably saw a hint of a match.

But those people in the Xi family did not have any false feelings towards Xi Jiu.

Every squat lasts all night.

I have always been worried that I would follow her around, wanting to follow her.

In the past, Xi Jiu felt sleepy and was in a state of panic, but she was in a state of disdain.

Judging from the energy in his body, if it is really something from the Immortal Island, then he is 80% the person chosen by the Immortal Island.

Is it true that things are changing?

You can't be persuaded.

He is so sleepy and hungry.

Class F has a new class uniform for this competition.

Xi Jiu sneered, "You didn't find it yourself."

After staring at each other for a long time, Shen finally couldn't help but gave up.

Chen Xun could not refute, looking at Xi Jiu Qingming's indifferent eyes, clenching his hands and loosening them weakly, he felt depressed.

"You can leave if you don't want to wait, but no one asked you to come." Xi Ze glanced sideways at him and clicked his tongue disdainfully.

Never said that.

Yingying hurriedly went to open the door.

It can't be stopped either.

Yingying went to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened a corner of the curtain that had not yet been opened.

Students from the Department of Medicine and the Department of F faced each other across an open space for competitions that was marked with white cordons, and the situation was tense.

On the open space, some medical equipment and tools are neatly placed.

Wen Xizhu stood among them, wearing a sky-blue retro gown, black and gold monocles perched on the bridge of her nose, with fluffy soft hair and extremely superior facial features.

Gentle and elegant, cool and out of the world, like an immortal in a retro painting.
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