She wanted President Yan to be crazy over her (1)

In zhuyuan, Xia Bohe, who had just survived another huge crisis, smiled calmly and kept the little notebook that recorded the netizens who scolded her.

At night, she obediently followed Luo tianlin and wrote her calligraphy for a while.

"Oh,. don't think I wrote this well, brother Zhai ..."

Luo tianlin lowered his eyes, held the little girl's wrist, and showed her the path of the brush.

But halfway through, her phone vibrated.

She took the opportunity to escape from the man's embrace.

The loss after the brief moment of affection was even more unforgettable.

Looking at Luo tianlin's darkened face, Xia Bo he smiled and took the phone.

"Maybe it's Grandpa calling me. I wasn't distracted in class."

Luo tianlin grunted reluctantly.

But when she picked up, she was stunned.

"Hello, Bo he, it's you xintong. I was wrong in the past, I apologize. Help! My brother is almost gone! I beg you to save him!"

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