In desperation, Zhuang Mingge turned and ran.

After running out of the student union, Zhuang Mingge suddenly understood.

He was fooled, and Kalin did not give him a clear answer from beginning to end. He kept pulling the east and west. He looked like he was so entangled in this way, but he rejected his request in a very gentle way.

Are you afraid of seizing her power? Sure enough.

Don't want to return yourself to the student union? It does not seem to be.

Seeing that you are not pleasing to the eye? This is absolutely impossible.

If you want to ask what the reason is, you probably don't want to get involved in this matter, afraid of what he investigates, and on wisdom, Kalin is not inferior to Xion.

The Saint Roland's sword, the flowers of unattended Gaolin, when she participated in the election of the student president, even if Xionon didn't think she was qualified to win the championship.

What can Xion be seen, how can Kalin be seen.

"Sure enough, there must be something strange!"

Zhuang Mingge thought like this, looked back at the student, shook his head and walked away.

In the first grade, mixed -race has great resentment with pure blood, and does not want to investigate it yourself ... Is there such a person in the first grade?

Zhuang Mingge frowned and thought.
Chapter completed!