My Things
The backpack was unzipped.
She could just make out the contents from where she was.
Qiao Chen suddenly stopped in her tracks, her heart beating faster.
She had a brief moment of hesitation, but the unzipped backpack in front of her was too tempting. Her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move.
There was no one here now. One more moment's hesitation and she might be back.
Qiao Chen almost bit her lip. The pain from her lips stimulated her. Her eyes were slightly red from jealousy. After feeling extremely nervous and hesitant, she slowly walked towards Qiao Nian's backpack in the lounge...
Three minutes later.
Qiao Chen left the lounge in a hurry.
She deliberately avoided the staff outside and slipped out quietly, afraid that someone would notice her.
She was in a hurry all the way back. The tension lasted until she returned to the stands. She didn't feel at ease until she went to her seat.
"Chen Chen, what's wrong?" Shen Qiongzhi saw that she didn't look too good and was worried about her health. She placed her hand on her shoulder in concern.
Fu Ge came today.
As soon as Shen Qiongzhi spoke, he noticed that Qiao Chen's face was pale. He touched her forehead and asked with concern, "Why is your forehead so cold? Didn't you go to the washroom? So fast?"
Feeling guilty, Qiao Chen dodged his hand absent-mindedly and said in a hurry, "Ah, there were too many people in the queue, so I came back first."
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