Kevin Ke didn’t answer this question with a guilty conscience, and changed the subject directly: “Brother Xi, if you want, you can just let someone move her table back.”
Felix raised her eyebrows warningly: “?”
Kevin Ke didn’t realize the danger, and continued to make suggestions: “Or make a bend and force the class teacher to arrange you two to sit together. When she sits over, you will put on a stinky face forced by the class teacher. Didn’t it just make sense to get her back? You don’t have to twist your neck and stare, and you will get cervical spondylosis later.”
Hearing the last sentence, Felix almost picked up the book and threw Kevin Ke’s head up: “It was she who wanted to soak me, but not me! Which eye did you see that I wanted her to move back and sit?”
Kevin Ke’s neck shrank.
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