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He immediately reached his hand to make Bai Weiwei to pack things, "Okay, bored lessons are over, let's play."

Bai Weiwei didn't nod, but I wanted to pick up the book bag, "I can't, I will go first, I have trouble too much ..."

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Xia Hanyang's hand hammered the desktop, and the table almost had a crack.

Several walks have already ran to the door, which is already called Xia Hanyang.

The result saw this scene, silently returning.

Talking to a man in love is not promising.

The classmates of the classroom are also scattered.

After all, Xia Hanyang's name can be scared.

For a time, the classroom is particularly cold.

Atmosphere.

Xia Han Yang has a temper, and there is no more thinking: "Bai Weiwei, is this going to be a clear relationship with me? What is the relationship now? Do you have any number? You can rely on people now have me, I still plan to follow me Talk about the distance. "

He is gloomy.

Special scary.

Xia Han Yang is also anxious.

Where can she go now?

In addition to him, she didn't rely on people.

She is polite at him, and his whole person is not alive.

Heart is shackled, a caustic uncomfortable is not ordered.

Xia Hanyang came to the end, and it turned out to have a grievance.

"Where do you want to go? Is it back to the house?"

When I said the house, Bai Weiwei's face is white.

Xia Hanyang suddenly woke up, seeing her face, I can't wait for my own a few pieces.

He immediately reached out and hug Bai Weiwei.

"Wei Wei, I don't want to deliberate."

He should not mention what.

I have already made her more peaceful, but he actually took these things to poke her heart.

And this kind of thing cannot be leaked.

Once a spider silk is appearing, Bai Weiwei is a disaster of the top.

Bai Weiwei looked at these two fools and didn't say something.

She wants to pick up the bag, but Xia Hanyang has a single hand.

He grabbed his bag to his arms, suddenly thought of, his eyes said: "I love to learn in love with you recently. If you give me a teacher, I have to give me a teacher."

He also wants to understand.

Put Bai Weiwei home, it is very simple to him.

After all, he feels that their relationship is already a couple.

What is the same as the couple?

But Bai Weiwei is different from the people in his circle.

I can't keep her very conservative.

I feel that I am not right to go home.

Xia Hanyang never thought of people thinking, he gave Bai Weiwei for the brain cells.

At this moment, he thought of special multi-white Weiwei.

The morning's information gave him a huge impact.

If you happen elsewhere, he didn't feel it.

But the suffering happened to himself, even the people she cared.

In the past, an immature thoughts were killed.

It is even not so reluctant, shouting with her shouting.

Because she has worked enough.

Don't she give people a teacher?

Simply give him a good.

He is so bright to give her money, and she will also have no psychological burden.

Bai Weiwei: "When is a tutor?"

Xia Hanyang immediately held her hand, and she thought her hand was thin and tender, did not dare to be too hard.

"Yes, isn't it necessary to college entrance examination? I must have a good grade, so I need a home education to help review."

Bai Weiwei felt that when the tutor of Xia Hanyang seems to be.

After all, Xia Hanyang this guy is so much money.

One lesson will not be ignored.

Some parents will give up expensive, after all, she is just a high school.

And Gao Sanyue is seriously prepared for college entrance examination, and the general parents will not consider.

She asked: "You have the determination of the exam. You plan to give a good results, please have a good time."

Xia Han Yang immediately said: "Yes, you come to teach, I will definitely take the Qinghua Cup."

Bai Weiwei: "..."

Suddenly dare to be his tutor.

Go to your Qinghua Cup.

As soon as Xia Hanyang is the first, the blue line is not necessarily him.

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