Nancy Ning peeped at the time for a lesson.
His face is not ordinary white, his lips are also a little bit, he looks weak, and he can run away as soon as the wind blows.
At the end of get out of class, she couldn’t help but whispered: “Samuel, why is your face so bad? Could it be…”
Samuel put his hand on his chin, spread his five fingers, raised his eyelids to look at her, and said softly, “It’s okay, I didn’t sleep well.”
Seeing that he didn’t say anything, Nancy Ning guessed that she would not be able to ask.
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