Qian Yan raised her eyes and glanced at him: "Classmate Han Qijun, you don't have to blame yourself. Emotional matters are between both parties. It's your choice if you don't want to accept the flowers." No... Han Qijun wanted to explain, but he also knew what to explain at this time. It doesn't work anymore, there are still so many people watching, and one bad move may become a joke for the next few days.

Besides, she turned around, looking like she didn't want to hear it. Let’s take a long-term view. [System, there is something wrong with your transmission. It must be because I was in a daze for too long without picking up the flowers when I was being transmitted, and people misunderstood me.",

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