Chapter 134: Did you give cp powder any sugar today? (49-50)

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Suddenly I swiped a hot search for #三字经娱乐转项星培训#.

She was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but click in and take a look.

I saw that the three-character classic's top Weibo was hung on the Weibo, which turned out to be a serious transfer announcement.

The man behind her even clicked a thumbs-up an hour ago.

And she, the client, didn't know until now!

Xiang Xing couldn't help but glance at the man who was reading the music.

He opened his mouth, wanted to ask, but he endured it again.

That's it.

It doesn't matter what method he uses.

At least, she seems to be inexplicably free now.

Thinking of this, the little guy suddenly hooked the corners of his lips.

Suddenly turning his head back, he took a sip on the man's delicate scarlet lips.

"……Ok?"

Feeling the sudden attack of the girl in his arms, Si Fan couldn't help but smile and looked back.

He bowed his head, and was about to give her a kiss back—

"Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack~"

A funny squawk suddenly came from Xiang Xing's pocket.

It directly broke the already ambiguous atmosphere...

"...Your phone ringtone is quite interesting."

Si Fan looked helplessly at the little guy taking out his mobile phone, wondering whether to throw the mobile phone directly at her, and do what he wanted to do first.

But he glanced slightly, but directly caught a glimpse of the three words "Professor Fang".

...

never mind.

The man silently looked to the ceiling and let her answer the phone.

"Ok?"

When Xiang Xing saw that it was his own tutor, he couldn't help frowning in confusion.

what's the situation.

There is no class this afternoon...

After thinking about it, she finally pressed the on button, "Crack? Professor Fang?"

"...I'm not Professor Fang."

A familiar female voice came from the earpiece.

The little guy was confused, "Then who are you?"

How could a woman call Professor Fang on her cell phone.

Did your phone...

Suddenly, his brain filled with some weird pictures, Xiang Xing froze, and couldn't help shaking his head frantically, throwing out those inexplicable thoughts.

The woman on the other end of the receiver was also silent for a while.

Then he said slowly, "I am Luo Wei."

"...Luo Wei?"

The little guy was taken aback, and blurted out subconsciously.

It instantly attracted the attention of the man behind him.

He raised his eyebrows, his thick ink-like eyes constricted slightly.

Can't help bowing down, leaning to Xiang Xing's ear, and eavesdropping openly.

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