Chapter 1187

Gu Xiaoran went to the front without thinking about it.

Miao Zhining looked at the empty position next to his eyes, then looked at Gu Xiaoran, who was pushing towards the middle, and finally had a reaction.

She would rather trouble than keep distance from the Miao people.

Song Jiajia ran into the classroom. When she saw Miao Zhining sitting there, her eyes lit up immediately.

Cheng Peini and Gu Shi man want to use a bottle of perfume to buy her as a slave. How can it be?

She's not that cheap.

Just about to refuse Gu Shiman, he sees Miao Zhining.

Since she saw Miao Zhining, her heart was not hers. It was all on Miao Zhining.

Unfortunately, Miao Zhining is the third generation young master of the Miao family. She is as tall as the crown prince, which is beyond her reach.

If it's not to get close to him, and if it's not because he and Miao Xiaofeng are brothers and sisters.

she would not hold the little chicken's thigh for the bottle of the limited edition perfume.

Looking at Miao Zhining's back, song Jiajia immediately stops, takes a deep breath, calms her breath, and then arranges her hair and clothes.

Just politely walked to Miao Zhining in front, sweet voice asked: "excuse me, is this seat taken?"

With a sweet smile on her face, she looks very elegant and cultured, just like the daughter of a wealthy family.

Wait a minute, Miao Zhining didn't respond.

I didn't even lift my eyelids, didn't look at her, and didn't answer her.

Song Jiajia has inquired about it for a long time. Miao Zhining is cold-blooded and indifferent.

In her opinion, it's normal to be arrogant and arrogant just like a prince.

Song Jiajia is disappointed, but she wants to get closer to him.

"If there is no one, can I sit here?"

Miao Zhining still made her wonder whether she was a ghost or not as if she had not heard her. He could not see her or hear her.

Song Jiajia secretly took a breath, gambled and was about to sit down.

Miao Zhining suddenly closed the book and stood up.

Song Jiajia was startled by his cold action and stepped back involuntarily.

Miao Zhining, holding a book in one hand and inserting it in the pocket of his leisure trousers in the other hand, walked forward with his slender figure extremely natural and unrestrained.

The girls on the scene were all eyes red, and song Jiajia was getting drunk.

However, class is coming soon. Where is he going?

Miao Zhining stops at the row where Gu Xiaoran sits and looks down at the girls sitting outside.

"Excuse me, please."

His tone was cold, but polite. Although he had the feeling that strangers were not near, he could feel that he had a very good upbringing.

Those girls looked up to see him, a pair of obsessed look, even forget to breathe.

Miao Zhining frowned slightly and repeated, "excuse me."

The women suddenly came back and sat up straight and drew back their legs for fear that they would slow down and leave a bad impression on the prince.

Miao Zhining went straight to Gu Xiaoran.

Gu Xiaoran looked up at Miao Zhining standing in front of him, not knowing what to do.

Miao Zhining took a look at her and sat down.

When Gu Xiaoran saw Miao Zhining sitting down, he played with his mobile phone. He didn't mean to speak, and he didn't talk to him anymore. He read his books and waited for class.

Song Jiajia was cold in there, the girls around a face of schadenfreude.

Someone whispered, "I think it's a cat or a dog. I'd rather not climb up to someone else."

"That's to say, I'd rather sit in the seat beside me than look at myself in the mirror. It's really beyond my ability to see what I look like."

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