The autumn night wind blew through the branches swayingly.
Today is Sunday, and after tonight Anna Lu will be eight in the morning.
Tyler Cheng originally wanted to keep her until the next morning and send her to school, but Anna Lu's first class on Monday was the most perverted microeconomics.
The old professor was not only keen on calling the roll, but also had a particularly sharp tongue. If Anna Lu dared to be late for his class, he would have to be prepared to be used as a negative example and ridiculed for the entire semester.
The car drove to the parking lot next to the basketball court. Anna Lu was still trying to shake him up before getting out of the car.
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